Colors

shades from dark to pale
each made up of the other
standing arm in arm

frigid night
streaks of fire
light the sky

Humanity

black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls

a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard

Aura

when I’m in shadow
you pull me into the light
and show me the sun

old driftwood
a salamander
basking

Deceit

tiny little lies
the mortar between the stones
of my foundation

morning
glistening on
silken threads

Bigotry

the thinnest veneer
of our civilization
so easily torn

scissors-
crisp, fresh
white sheets

Rebound

unable to sleep
in what used to be our home
Feeling your echo

labyrinthine walls
reflecting back
your hollow voice

Bump

a cavernous void
of fears and uncertainty
filling drop by drop

darkening forest
a deep growl
in the distance

Orlando

blinded by hatred
enrobed in the ignorance
of what love can be

midnight-
groping for
the light

Orlando

what makes one man think
he can be judge, jury, and
executioner

monsters
in the closet
only a mirror

Muffled

shouting at the void
trying to keep the silence
from smothering me

rain falls
on a carpet
of autumn leaves