Forest
a forest of ghosts-
cadavers stand sentinel
bleaching in the sun
–
echoes –
sunlight on
the forest floor
a forest of ghosts-
cadavers stand sentinel
bleaching in the sun
–
echoes –
sunlight on
the forest floor
unexpected rain-
a brief but welcome respite
from the summer heat
–
clearing skies-
the gift of
a rainbow
shadows of the moon
climbing down from the treetops
to hide from the sun
–
lakeside dawn-
eider ducks
begin to stir
passing rain showers-
steam rises from the asphalt
in the summer sun
–
soft patter-
august leaves
talk to the rain
awake in the dark
so transfixed by the vision
I can’t make a sound
–
the crickets silenced-
a specter looms
o’er my footboard
in a copper bowl
beneath a blooming dogwood
a robin splashes
–
sudden showers-
a crow flies
through the rain
dark attic corners
within an old cardboard box
dusty memories
–
summer boardwalk-
sepia toned
memories
a table for one-
looking for some privacy
and a little peace
–
bryant park-
a blanket
dewy grass
one hapless squirrel-
suddenly half the city
plunged into darkness
–
pulling weeds-
squirrels drop acorns
on my head
this fool’s mask I wear
hides the truth so no one sees
my deformity
–
moonless-
a dim glow
in the attic