Ruin
violent currents
slake their thirst with sailor’s lives
by the gates of hell
–
jagged ice-
ancient wrecks
litter the narrows
violent currents
slake their thirst with sailor’s lives
by the gates of hell
–
jagged ice-
ancient wrecks
litter the narrows
a golden eagle-
soaring as the sun sinks on
a cumbrian lake
–
reflections-
autumn leaves
in the water
crabs in the shallows-
a hidden sandbar barely
revealed by the tide
–
onshore breeze-
knots of seaweed
drying in the sun
in the far distance
gunmetal mountains embossed
on an ashen sky
–
cherry blossoms-
jagged peaks float
above leaden clouds
herds of fallen leaves
stampeding across my yard
following the wind
–
lakeside-
leaves crisping
beneath my feet
rough fisherman’s hands
haul up the day’s catch under
a mackerel sky
–
circling hawks-
shark skin clouds
promising rain
rising from a dream
tasting a memory that’s
almost elusive
–
floating-
beholden to the wind
over a rising sun
under thick brambles
a stream runs through an arch
in an old stone wall
–
empty talons-
a chipmunk
avoids its fate
little galoshes
stomping in puddles under
pastel umbrellas
–
thunderstorm-
rain shedding off
an elephant ear
summer in decline
the first fragments of autumn
strewn across my lawn
–
open windows-
under my blanket
flannel sheets