Browning

a copse of willows-
long verdant tresses brunette
in the evening light

prolonged drought-
green pastures
turn to dust

Cemetery

blackbirds in the trees-
pebbles left on your headstone
in remembrance

knees in the soft earth-
I clear away
the weeds and leaves

Religion

knelt down before you-
my voice offered as a sign
of my devotion

scorched copper sky-
blood I’ve spilled
on your alter

Humanity

the fifth of July
a time for reflection on
what we have become

saguaro cactus-
a small sneaker
in the sand

Ash

a viking long boat
trailing ash and smoke floating
towards valhalla

central park-
cigar ashes on
the chess board

Evening

ephemeral rain-
bird songs echo from the trees
in the fading light

twilight-
a grove
of amber

Night

my open window-
from the red barn a white owl
asks me one question

transfixed-
the field mouse stares
at his death

Light

a time of rebirth-
years spent living in the dark
rescued by your light

through the water
dancing reflections
from the surface

Notes

second grade romance-
a slip of paper folded
and passed hand to hand

mardi gras-
her number on
a bar napkinL

Seas

waiting for the sea-
an ancient mariner mourns
the arriving tide

bedraggled skies-
limp with rain over
an unkempt sea