Rengay Through the Seasons by Masago & Friends

 

 

A Frog's View Rengay #36, Late-Spring by Vaughn Seward (CA) Into the pond— the voices of several poets grow fainter. Setting sun—each croak expressed with love. Tree limb— morning rays, warm on the back. Chicken in pursuit— I barely escape under the wire fence. Stone outcrop— a fly comes tantalizingly near. I hop to centre lane—an approaching car grows louder. Click here for Notes   Third Degree Rengay #37, Late-Spring by Vaughn Seward (CA) First mowing— I find a dog's gift in the lawn. 2nd birthday — she gets a furry white kitten. He misses again another anniversary... third degree. The Prof's lecture on the fourth dimension... she forgets the time. On his graduation— a CD of Beethoven's 5th. Gifted composer— each note found as if by a sixth sense. Click here for Notes   Embers Rengay #38, Late-Spring by Vaughn Seward (CA) Moon light— the cherry blossoms glow bright pink. The night light still on— yet the kids are grown up. A a lava lamp from the flea market— comes on, goes off. A lit butt tossed out a car window— rolling, flickering. A molten glass blob— shaped with each puff. Sip of rose by a fireplace of embers just you and me. Click here for Notes   Walking in the Shadows Rengay #39, Late-Spring J. Andrew Lockhart and Vaughn Seward First time this year— pajamas not needed tonight. Late night insomnia— grilled-cheese sandwiches. Watching a re-run from the late sixties— sound of an owl. Full moon— a train whistle echoes in the valley. Trees stretch to the stars— I walk in the shadows. Waking up from a deep, deep sleep— where am I? Click here for Notes