Destiny
Peace is elusive
But a respite from the past
Would suffice for now
Category Archives: Chance
Waiting
A tendril of smoke
Rises from her cigarette
As she sits alone
Jitters
With trepidation
I plant a kiss on your lips
Hoping it takes root
Pursuit
With outstretched talons
The barn owl glides silently
Focused on it prey
Beginning
Darkness enshrouds me
While subtle forces gently
Send me toward the light
Refuse
An old cigarette
And me, both discarded trash
That once touched your lips
Relief
I wonder what kind
Of man I would have become
If we hadn’t met
Leap
Annulled at midnight
This day destined to return
In four years from now
Treasure
Winter shore winds blow
Swirling my daughter’s hair as
We search for sea glass
Missing
In a copse of trees
Entwined in vines, a slowly
Rusting tricycle