Escape
under thick brambles
a stream runs through an arch
in an old stone wall
–
empty talons-
a chipmunk
avoids its fate
under thick brambles
a stream runs through an arch
in an old stone wall
–
empty talons-
a chipmunk
avoids its fate
little galoshes
stomping in puddles under
pastel umbrellas
–
thunderstorm-
rain shedding off
an elephant ear
the smell of sea salt
carried on the inland wind
by dangerous storms
–
flying fish-
on the bowsprit
the sea in her hair
speak not of winter-
late autumn flowers bloom through
lightly falling snow
–
caramel sunlight-
autumn’s first
turning leaf
a glass dragonfly
darts through the air and alights
on my upturned palm
–
low winter sun-
stained glass
painting the wall
a murder of crows
as one silently take wing
into the august sky
–
turning winds-
a crow flies
before the sun
ashes in the air
embers of glowing orange
peering through the flames
–
quiet laughter-
coals dying
in the night
robins flying south
I’m left stranded alone with
my desperation
–
evening dew-
california poppies
closed for the night
the arc of the sky-
uncountable stars over
an ocean of sand
–
a blanket of stars-
hand on the tiller
slave to the wind
jealous of our affections
in full view of everyone
the moon steals the sun
–
midday-
the spotlight
stolen