Destination

driving down the road
catching a glimpse of my wife
in the passing train.

flat water-
migrating geese
pass overhead

Autumn

autumn afternoons-
leaves plucked from swaying branches
dancing in the breeze

overcast-
shark scales
above my head

Difference

I may be different
but I am not a problem
that needs to be solved

fly fishing-
different clouds
under the same sky

Sunrise

low, the morning moon
full behind the breaking clouds
glowing in the sun

pumpkins on the vine-
the eastern sky
full of promise

Split

standing divided
sunlight shining on my face
my feet in shadow

peeks of sun-
our stately elm
torn asunder

Floating

a sudden silence
painful accusations still
hanging in the air

tiny monarchs-
weightless
milkweed seeds

Tor

in the far distance
gunmetal mountains embossed
on an ashen sky

cherry blossoms-
jagged peaks float
above leaden clouds

Harvest

a shaft of sunlight-
the autumnal equinox
finally arrives

apple harvest-
lengthening shadows
mark the time

Clouds

rough fisherman’s hands
haul up the day’s catch under
a mackerel sky

circling hawks-
shark skin clouds
promising rain

Ethereal

rising from a dream
tasting a memory that’s
almost elusive

floating-
beholden to the wind
over a rising sun