Caution

brake light in the fog
dozens of burning red eyes
peering through the mist

clearing haze-
wet leaves on
dangerous curves

Split

standing divided
sunlight shining on my face
my feet in shadow

peeks of sun-
our stately elm
torn asunder

Trust

full of suspicions-
in our bed looking at you
lying beside me

crevasse-
a broken trust
far from healing

Decline

a chance encounter
just glimpse of your face then
you’re lost in the crowd

incoming tide-
all these memories
built on sand

Quiet

a prick and a push-
quelling my inner deamons
for just a moment

thunder-
reveling in
the sudden silence

Ruin

violent currents
slake their thirst with sailor’s lives
by the gates of hell

jagged ice-
ancient wrecks
litter the narrows

Homeless

in the stinging rain
waiting by the library
for the doors to open

sleeping rough-
water from the downspout
soaking his coat

Fury

standing on the dock
raising high my glass, toasting
the impending storm

rusty hinges-
a garden gate
bangs in the night

Sleep

bone tired and weary
my eyes close and I pray for
the sleep of the dead

falling-
engulfed by darkness
deep and dreamless

Snare

trapped in the darkness
never wanting to leave this
beautiful nightmare

hoarfrost-
webs frozen
on the moor