Regret
every single day
regrettable decisions
I can’t seem to stop
–
waiting in vain-
a puddle
of streetlight
every single day
regrettable decisions
I can’t seem to stop
–
waiting in vain-
a puddle
of streetlight
late autumn evenings-
tarnished copper trees framing
skies of polished bronze
–
crisp air-
hunting in
the night sky
sunset on the lake
threading my wet fingers through
tangerine waters
–
salmon skies-
october morning
the hills ablaze
low, the morning moon
full behind the breaking clouds
glowing in the sun
–
pumpkins on the vine-
the eastern sky
full of promise
deafening silence-
either speak out or admit
your complicity
–
becalmed-
the sea reclaims
what’s rightly hers
full of suspicions-
in our bed looking at you
lying beside me
–
crevasse-
a broken trust
far from healing
a prick and a push-
quelling my inner deamons
for just a moment
–
thunder-
reveling in
the sudden silence
violent currents
slake their thirst with sailor’s lives
by the gates of hell
–
jagged ice-
ancient wrecks
litter the narrows
a sudden silence
painful accusations still
hanging in the air
–
tiny monarchs-
weightless
milkweed seeds
howling in the night
a cold wind pounds on my door
straining the hinges
–
black rain-
branches scrape
my darkened window