Nightmare

white foam at her lips-
on ebon hooves she gallops
through the endless night

riderless-
the bearer of
secret horrors

Flavor

raspberry brambles-
raucous bluejays fly into
pomegranate skies

march afternoon-
apple pies cool
in the window

Remnants

footprints in the sand-
the incoming tide covers
any trace of me

amid the leaves-
an adder’s
shed skin

Evening

sleep winds through the trees-
a woodland lullaby of
peepers and croakers

a veil of clouds-
crickets and frogs
escort the moon

Chill

winter’s dying breath-
the winged herald of spring
arriving too late

morning frost-
tender lilac buds
robed in ice

Decline

social distancing-
tulip blossoms pay no heed
to the fall of man

robin’s song-
mankind’s
lament

Warming

softly glowing coals-
the gentle curve of your hips
make the snow drifts blush

afternoon sun-
rising streams
of snow melt

Spring

blue snow glories-
dry autumn leaves pushed aside
to make way for spring

muddy paw prints-
tracking spring
across my floors

Forest

a forest clearing-
under a thicket the faun
waits for her mother

gauzy moonlight-
the woodland’s heart
whispers my name

Dark

bedding down the coals-
the warm glow of the campfire
keeps the wolves at bay

the full worm moon-
glowing yellow orbs
in the shadows