Shock

distant sirens wail
slowly I realize that
you’re not coming home

a warm shower
startled awake
by the telephone

Arrogance

standing in judgement
my perceived righteousness trumps
your humanity

seething
holding back
the avalanche

Revealed

ashen faced, burning
private humiliations
displayed in public

pine boughs
a glimpse
of scarlet

Panic

small talk in their booth
a dinner plate shatters and
she’s back in Iraq

turning winds
a yearling doe
prepares to bolt

Lycanthrope

ripped from a deep sleep
waking up in tattered clothes
not sure where I am

full moon rising
my true form
no longer hidden

Attention

running on instinct
pure adrenaline, and a
case of diet coke

pewter moonlight
silver fish turn
in pools of mist

Pirates

awash in the tide
a ruined galleon lists
her cannons askew

prevailing winds
limping home
on torn sails

Pillars

a symbol of strength
welcoming travelers that
seek her destruction

in the forest
of fallen oaks
a sapling grows

Insomnia

sleep so elusive
reliving memories in
my childhood bedroom

oppressive heat
clock watching
until sunrise

Nature

clinging to the light
for fear I may yet answer
when the darkness calls

spring rains
surging cataracts
once docile streams