Cats

glowing yellow eyes-
pure malevolence lurking
within the shadows

soft underbelly-
the sudden turn
of claws and teeth

Paper

written in anger
signed in blood and gently sealed
with the kiss of death

impending storm-
newspapers aloft
in the morning wind

Common Ground

the darkness complete-
standing on the precipice
shouting at the void

the village green-
I hunt for the
elusive middle

Distortion

a toad on his throne
surrounded by those mirrors
that show him a prince

rain streaked windows-
the world outside
distorted

Loss

hug your children tight
for tonight there are parents
who won’t get that chance

barren trees-
young branches
devoid of leaves

Glutton

surrounded by wealth
still dissatisfied with the
overabundance

winter rain-
runnels
overflowing

Ashes

the black charred remnants
of forty years of marriage
smolder between us

a fallen tree-
reduced
to ash

Trigger

rooted to the ground
frozen, my mind replaying
one moment in time

blinding sun-
the city street
unnaturally quiet

Watching

daydreaming with the
people in the windows of
oncoming traffic

pigeons-
walking through
an outdoor cafe

Change

champagne glass in hand-
ignoring the obvious
we toast our future

midnight sun-
a polar bear prowls
the city streets