Awake

I crawl into bed
too tired to fall asleep
reliving the day

a warm breeze-
awake in my bed
paralyzed

Shock

ringing in the night –
hearing the sound of your voice
I fall to my knees

silent crickets-
two marines stand
in my doorway

Nothings

softly spoken words
meant for only you to hear-
whispers by your neck

our wedding duvet-
my open heart by
your sleeping ear

Leaving

whispering my name-
the last word upon your lips
before you leave me

peeling paint-
the swinging gate
at my back

Candles

warm and supple light-
long trails of candle wax drip
and pool on the floor

candlelight-
shadows buffeted
by the wind

Misdirection

a silver quarter
rolling between my fingers-
practice makes perfect

trafalgar square-
the red queen
hiding

Conflict

these nameless corpses
stacked upon one another
bear witness to war

cobalt sky-
birds nest in
the shattered roof

Wind

leaning back eyes closed
listening to the whitecaps
as they roll on shore

salt spray-
roaring wind
in my ears

Spring

this bitter old man
remnants of his acid breath
at last behind us

open windows-
daffodils
break the soil

Shoah

unspeakable acts-
unlearned lessons of the past
repeating again

cattle cars-
disappear within
the gates of hell