(Three short summer poems)

1.  Barefoot, Below Gay Head

     By August all footwear

     is foreign.  Toed sand

     spews technicolored streams.

2.  Grapevines, High Noon

     Thick ropes uncoil

     through briers, hot dust, cracked

     milkweed trailing silk 

     and clustered monarch pods:

     blue wild-haired shade,

     furred and unruly as bees.

3.  Breakfast at the Aquinnah

     Tide flings its tapestry --

     gulls in the middle breeze, bulbed banks

     of kelp, plush streaks of foam and berry;

     swift warps of light, 

     liquid and raveled, like dreams. 

Martha's Vineyard Writing (Summer/Fall 2007)