Lake
misty morning run-
lake water rolls off the bow
oars dipping in sync
–
fingers entwined-
a light rain
ripples
Monthly Archives: May 2017
Gaia
scrub trees, weeds and vines
she reasserts her claim on
the urban landscape
–
pottery shards-
new growth rooted
in broken asphalt
Sea
salty air, your hair
blown about your face by the
wind off the water
–
rising smoke-
below decks
on the ferry.
Watching
my ghosted reflection-
grey faces in the windows
of the passing train
–
stunning vistas-
guardrails floating
above the road
Frustration
my anger rising
holding back my tongue
while I try to breathe
–
irritation –
ring tails slip
into the shadows
Color
bright may afternoons-
the vibrant splash of dogwoods
warm suburban yards
–
cirrus clouds-
among the flowers
surreptitious bees
Fin
time draws to a close-
I hold his hand, helping him
walk across this bridge
–
a pale horse-
the onus
of these souls
Train
a prairie sunrise-
rails rolling past my window
into the distance
–
crickets-
the silence of
a passing train
Motherhood
always by my side
the mother of my children
the love of my life
–
woven grass-
the sparrow
steadfast
Darkness
working down towards
the bottom of a bottle
searching for solace
–
after the rain-
a raven
hewn from coal