Rain

the end of the rain-
I pull back layers of clouds
to reveal the stars

petrichor-
storm clouds
in a puddle

Spirit

passing the graveyard-
a pale white lady rises
from tendrils of fog

solemn silence-
hands clasped
in a circle

Silence

a deer in the woods-
the chorus of spring peepers
suddenly silent

midnight-
startled awake by
preternatural stillness

Army

that thousand yard stare-
a private and the sergeant
standing toe to toe

noonday sun-
new recruit’s hair
litters the floor

Music

rhapsody in blue-
the crush of humanity
just outside my ears

the subway shuttle-
a ragged busker
bows his violin

Suicide

clutching thoughts and prayers
while we let those who suffer
slip through our fingers

predawn chill-
sleeping children
suddenly fatherless

Contemplation

a time worn foot path
generations of sandals
eroding the stones

along the path-
moss grows over
the garden stones

Meet

the first day we met
your perfect little fingers
wrapped around my thumb

laundromat-
your clothes tumble
next to mine

Transition

late afternoon sun-
snow fades to grass as winter
draws to a close

red feathers-
in the snow
a purple crocus

Sunrise

the treetops aglow
crimson branches reaching to
touch the new born sun

unfolding leaves-
the morning sun
kisses the trees
#sunrise