Transience
jewels of morning dew
in a spider’s web, sunrise
scattered by diamonds
–
dawn
captured on
a silken thread
jewels of morning dew
in a spider’s web, sunrise
scattered by diamonds
–
dawn
captured on
a silken thread
this morning’s bugle
reveille played by finches
outside my window
–
birdsong
pulling me
from slumber
afternoon stillness
the piercing cry of a crow
hanging in the air
–
wooded path…
unintended
silence
lilacs in her hair
as she lays in the grass with
clouds floating whimsy
–
escapees from
my minds eye
in the clouds
in the forest glen
a dappled fawn lies hidden
in the underbrush
–
shrouded
cloaked within
our own narrative
in the full moon’s light
a desert scorpion glows
an unearthly blue
–
silver
illumination
of midnight
a silken rose bud
opens with just a whisper
but only for me
–
red velvet and lemon
delicate blossoms
gently unfurl
deeply search your soul
and when the darkness calls you
choose not to answer
–
evil
waits for an
eager listener
watching while you sleep
your gentle breath, warm and sweet
so easily stilled
–
echoes of
silence spread
throughout the night
a cold rain shower
washes down my upturned face
hiding bitter tears
–
cloudy
dark and moody
raining together