Ketten a parton

                                                             Szakállam dere

                                                             nyílt titok

                                                             sietnem kell

                                                             üzent a más

                                                             gyors víz-

                                                             örvényen

                                                             vak habon

                                                             a csend

                                                             kicsordult

                                                             vallomás

                                                             bátran lépkedek

                                                             élvezem a

                                                             reggel

                                                             kibomló zaját

                                                             délceg parti

                                                             fűzeket

                                                             Ívó lazacok

                                                             jaját

                                                             Nagy Teremtő

                                                             elfogad

                                                            mindenség

                                                            titka

                                                            lesz enyém

                                                           lassam

                                                           mint

                                                           kétökrös

                                                           fogat

                                                           ballagok

                                                           Isten

                                                           tenyerén...

                                                          Rejtőzködés

                                                         Felébredtem

                                                         szúr

                                                         a reggel

                                                         álmom

                                                         lassan

                                                         szertefoszlott

                                                         tenyeremből

                                                         ivott a nap

                                                        s faggatta

                                                         a barna dombot-

                                                       nevetni 

                                                       szerettem volna

                                                        s szeretni hogy

                                                       szeressenek

                                                       elrejtőzöm

                                                       verseimben

                                                       s engedem

                                                      hogy keressenek

                                                      Tavaszi kacaj

                                                      Szőlőlugasom

                                                      filozófiája

                                                      deleváré illatú

                                                      vasárnap

                                                      venyigefutkosás

                                                      a vállamra roskadó tér

                                                      Bermuda háromszögében-

                                                      borba kotyvasztott

                                                      kreol arcú zivatar

                                                      felhők feleselése:

                                                      tavaszi kacaj.

                                                      Tintafolt

                                                      Ragya hull

                                                      a vizes fákra

                                                      szél barangol

                                                      fény-bogár

                                                      nő a csend

                                                      s barokk zamatja

                                                     csurog rá

                                                     a pillanatra

                                                     a vén mező

                                                     fűzöldjére

                                                     tintafoltot

                                                     ejt a nyár.