New Temple Dog

new temple dog
wag spins
scatters kibbles
across the floor

chases toys
whirling through
papers
of half penned poems

the old temple dog
looks on
ambles back to bed

Light in the Forest

there is light out there
coming through
the new spring leaves

a lost meadow
a deer filled glade
a huge beaver pond stocked
with bass - - -?

the tired monk pushes through
a gnarly hemlock stand

stumbles
into desolation

reads the signs
 Private Road
 No Trespassing
 Luxury Estate Homes