forsythia

Last Spring's photo--I know it's cheating, but don't we need it now?

sole mio

sun tied to this world
having fled the low horizon
for the night

I see you
tethered in the red and green wake
of a tugboat

sole mio
bright dolphin
you call me

sun tied to this world
again, when winter binds
your sky

I see you
yellow, still caught
in the flat hands

of dancing branches
that fluttered in your golden heat
and pulled you down
trembling

sole mio
slow fire
you call me

sun tied to this world
bursting your dandelion heart
into motes
across the rainbow

sole mio
like a lover
you call me