Birth
open to the cold
exposed and vulnerable
naked and alone
–
new life-
tempted
by the light
Monthly Archives: August 2017
Jamaica
from across the beach-
the hollow silver ring of
a turtle drum band
–
a cold red stripe-
cabana lights
gently sway
Venus
naked in the sun
draped in caribbean light
among the seashells
–
abalone-
the warm glow
of auburn skin
Acceptance
head back and arms wide
inviting the elements
to do what they will
–
an umbrella-
defenseless in
the light of day
Andrew
night at terlingua
the glow of the fire beneath
a blanket of stars
–
desert sands-
rising embers
greet the stars
Rain
drops of quicksilver
balanced precariously
on a blade of grass
–
stained glass-
the palette
heavy rain
Fog
evergreen hillsides
barely clothed in morning mist
slowly disrobing
–
splitting wood-
the morning haze
burns away
Vacation
giggling children
burying my feet in warm
caribbean sands
–
shearwaters-
palms fronds
in the breeze
Senses
your head on my chest
my face buried in your hair
breathing in your scent
–
the witching hour-
watching your heart
softly beating
Dreaming
the face of the moon
in the company of stars
greets me as I wake
–
dream weaving-
pale ghosts of trees
in the moonlight