White

slices of the moon
slivered through the window blinds
drape across your back

snowy owl-
cold branches
in the dead of night

Seasons

a stash of acorns
squirreled away for safekeeping
in a hollow tree

bird feeder-
spring daffodils
seek the sun

Misdirection

a silver quarter
rolling between my fingers-
practice makes perfect

trafalgar square-
the red queen
hiding

Darkness

offer me darkness
and take me to the places
I would never go

gnarled trees-
green eyes glow
in the shadows

Cowgirl

sawdust on the floor-
the earthy aroma of
horse manure and hay

a saddle blanket-
riding bareback
in the tall grass

Beach

seagulls hovering
wings outstretched and motionless
faced into the wind

sunrise-
beach sand in her
wind blown hair

Shoah

unspeakable acts-
unlearned lessons of the past
repeating again

cattle cars-
disappear within
the gates of hell

Waste

the last white rhino-
a moment of extinction
right before our eyes

blood in the dirt-
a portrait with
his latest kill

Avoidance

flat black soulless eyes
devoid of humanity
staring back at me

cold city street-
trying not to see
the homeless

Cold

the constant north wind-
a forest of leaning trees
hunched against the cold

april fools-
a robin’s tracks
in the snow