Broken

a shattered windshield-
shards of broken promises
spread across the road

text messages-
driving past what
used to be a car

Fire

in the line of fire
standing while the others fall
I am bulletproof

rising smoke-
the doe startled
bounds away

Parched

staring down into
another empty bottle
devoid of answers

august sun-
tumbleweeds across
a dry creek

Tornados

dark foreboding clouds
low in the afternoon sky
harbingers of doom

soft rain-
broken trees
and power lines

Over

watching you suffer
affords me none of the joy
I was expecting

blood moon-
packing my bags
while you sleep

Rising

waking every day
under a threadbare blanket
to an empty bed

bleary eyed-
the crows outside
contemplate murder

Shock

ringing in the night –
hearing the sound of your voice
I fall to my knees

silent crickets-
two marines stand
in my doorway

Leaving

whispering my name-
the last word upon your lips
before you leave me

peeling paint-
the swinging gate
at my back

Memories

in the dark shadows
cobwebs cling to memories
of a distant past

winter stubble-
remnants of
my father

Conflict

these nameless corpses
stacked upon one another
bear witness to war

cobalt sky-
birds nest in
the shattered roof