Homeless
in the stinging rain
waiting by the library
for the doors to open
–
sleeping rough-
water from the downspout
soaking his coat
Category Archives: Cold
Autumn
summer in decline
the first fragments of autumn
strewn across my lawn
–
open windows-
under my blanket
flannel sheets
Sleep
bone tired and weary
my eyes close and I pray for
the sleep of the dead
–
falling-
engulfed by darkness
deep and dreamless
September
speak not of winter-
late autumn flowers bloom through
lightly falling snow
–
caramel sunlight-
autumn’s first
turning leaf
Snare
trapped in the darkness
never wanting to leave this
beautiful nightmare
–
hoarfrost-
webs frozen
on the moor
Crystal
a glass dragonfly
darts through the air and alights
on my upturned palm
–
low winter sun-
stained glass
painting the wall
Fire
ashes in the air
embers of glowing orange
peering through the flames
–
quiet laughter-
coals dying
in the night
Sacrifice
thick solemn silence
dozens of flag draped coffins
lining the tarmac
–
echoes of summer-
shell casings
in a folded flag
Recklessness
the lust for power
buried in the hearts of men
exhumed far too soon
–
hesitation-
the sharp crack
of thin ice
Creation
telling my story
words spilling off of my tongue
and into your ears
–
snowfall-
the chasm
of a blank page