January 2016 – Page 3

Windows glazed with ice
Outside raw winter winds are
Howling summer’s dirge

Pin points of pure fire
Adrift in the firmament
Lit by the sunset

Your disheveled clothes
Strewn at the foot of our bed
Are all I have left

I arrived in time
To watch you walk away from
Our lives together

Unburdened release
Angry swollen torrents rage
Surging towards the sea

Hoarfrost on the grass
Morning fog clings to the ground
At the break of day

Waves lap the shore while
Broken white shards of bone lie
Bleaching in the sun

Bolt upright, sweating
The blood pounding in my ears
As the dream fades out

Fractures of lightning
Illuminate the downpour
Before the thunder

I glimpse dawn’s first light
Ease through the window and shine
On my daughter’s face