Outreach

reaching through the gloom
seeking the humanity
common to us all

a red call box
tendrils of fog
climbing the ivy

Lost

seeking your guidance
for I cannot find my way
alone through the dark

an eerie green glow
eyes wide open
in the darkness

Crimson

the low morning sun
behind a red crepe myrtle
it’s branches aflame

fresh snow
blowing alight the coals
of last nights fire

Unease

alone on the sea
caught in a tempest’s fury
far from her home port

an unfamiliar bed
the southern cross
in the night sky

Shock

distant sirens wail
slowly I realize that
you’re not coming home

a warm shower
startled awake
by the telephone

Light

my lantern’s warm glow
shadows cast into the night
back from whence they came

shafts of sunlight
dust motes
lazily float by

Emegence

on the river bank
the flashing of fireflies
set the trees alight

soaring gulls
an empty shell
half in the sand

Recollections

our favorite booth
fond memories now haunting
a table for one

calm water
the shadow of
a rope swing

Amour

your licorice lips
the taste of clove and anise
lingers on my tongue

quiet sunrise
a rose bud
slowly opens

Castles

the Scottish highlands
a castle ruin, moss, and stone
rising from the moors

falcons take wing
moonlight ripples
on the loch