At dawn
Canoe bow waves are quickly lost
    on the shoreside
But go on out of sight
    on the lake side.

-1986

The constant swish-swish of skis
    On a day long ski.
The constant swish-swish of wiper blades
    On a day long drive.

-1990

My dog, trotting barefoot
Steps on a garden slug
And thinks
Nothing of it.

-1999

Word spreads quickly
as I approach the pond.
All becomes quiet.

-1997

Hidden in the vines
a large warted cucumber
jumps out of reach.
A toad!

-1997