Waves
Tall meadow grasses
Tousled by a humble breeze
Whisper in concert
Tall meadow grasses
Tousled by a humble breeze
Whisper in concert
Hatred is easy
Love and compassion require
Effort and hard work.
Shards of your anger
Litter the ground around you
Keeping me at bay
With trepidation
I plant a kiss on your lips
Hoping it takes root
The loon framed against
A burnished copper sky flies
Towards the setting sun
All this cheap bourbon
Can’t help me forget the blood
I just can’t wash off
With outstretched talons
The barn owl glides silently
Focused on it prey
Pele watches as
Pregnant clouds spill down over
The caldera’s rim
Lightning bugs at dusk
Their glow, a beacon for those
Seeking simpler times
I took for granted
Always waking up next to
Your side of the bed