Invaders

looking for a score-
wandering the neighborhood
peering in windows

quarter past one-
a raccoon
in my garden

Cats

hackles standing up
prowling the streets in darkness
looking for a fight

captured moonlight-
eyes blazing
in the dark

Horse

summer at the farm-
the scent of hay and manure
permeates the air

white flicks of foam-
horses steaming
in the autumn air

Homeless

curled up on cardboard-
nameless faceless commuters
pass without a glance

fingerless gloves-
dreaming of a home
not a doorway

Disgust

a great bald eagle-
I’m forced to watch her greatness
fly on broken wings

a woodland pond-
the still water
brackish

Ripple

widening ripples-
a heron’s reflection
reaches the far shore

black water-
a willow branch
touches the moon

Horses

leaves blow through the barn-
the sweet smell of feed dust hangs
heavy in the air

ringing steel-
horseshoes red in
the farrier’s forge

Distance

circling eagles-
nesting on the mountaintop
as Sisyphus weeps

wavering sands-
a desert oasis
just out of reach

Autumn

the bright hunter’s moon-
a ‘possum in my garden
gleaning the harvest

soft autumn eve-
the crackle of leaves
under marauding paws

Death

the hand of darkness
dragging down the daylight as
the sun lies dying

ruthless sun-
vultures wait
in the thermals