A Story-Poem
After dinner,I sweptthe kitchen floor.God satin a chairsipping coffeeand planningour next…
I pull upmy pant legsand wade acrossthe stream.God standson the bankcasting…
autumn chill…a hand wavesthrough the mist
The tall grassbends gentlyin the breeze.Overhead a hawkmakes wideswooping…
I tastethe strawberrymoon thathas risenabove the treesin my yard.God must have…