Transitions

freshly cut flowers
in a wreath of fallen leaves
laid upon your grave

curled sepia photos
seeds taking root in
freshly turned earth

Evening

ghost of summer’s sun
ring tailed bandits in the night
making such mischief

october sky
arcturus settles in
to the throne of the king

Rainfall

flashes light the sky
the guttural wind, distant
whither comes the storm

laid bare
desperately
seeking shelter

Restless

wandering this earth
unseen, tired, yearning to be
finally at peace

midnight rain
gnarled branches
scrape my window

Arrogance

standing in judgement
my perceived righteousness trumps
your humanity

seething
holding back
the avalanche

Release

wrapped in a blanket
of condolence and comfort
still mired in grief

shooting stars
crossing skyward
on golden wings

Hunter

searching for respite
from the stalkers in the night
attacking my toes

morning dew
gossamer threads
catch the sunrise

Revealed

ashen faced, burning
private humiliations
displayed in public

pine boughs
a glimpse
of scarlet

Deluge

walking through the storm
cold rain running down her back
her umbrella, home

hammered tin
the slow drip of rain
through the roof

Midday

box turtles basking
motionless, gently drifting
on a floating log

acorns falling
a silver flash
ripples the water