Weekend
saturday morning-
I fall back to sleep, your kiss
drying on my lips
–
the bedroom door-
your pillow
still warm
Monthly Archives: February 2020
Injustice
bitter winter winds-
corruption festers and thrives
in the light of day
–
new moon-
awaiting the sun
to seek out shadows
Homeless
curled up on cardboard-
nameless faceless commuters
pass without a glance
–
fingerless gloves-
dreaming of a home
not a doorway
Sisyphus
reaching for the sun-
all those years spent climbing up
just to fall back down
–
scorched earth-
blackened stumps
to the horizon
Meditation
cross legged in the grass-
the morning sun dawns over
a new cairn of stone
–
balancing rocks-
my mind clear
for now
Disgust
a great bald eagle-
I’m forced to watch her greatness
fly on broken wings
–
a woodland pond-
the still water
brackish
Damage
another black cloud-
rain runs down my iron skin
leaving trails of rust
–
acid rain-
too much life
etched in my face
Dawn
long distance sunrise-
my rig nestled in the grooves
in the center lane
–
marshmallow clouds-
the rising sun
a campfire