Darkness – Page 39

a glowering moon-
the creak of a rocking chair
in an empty house
–
moonlit shadows-
your hand
pale in mine

high flying embers
remnants of a prior life
slowly turn to ash
–
distant thunder-
lightning strikes
a joshua tree

from this day forward
two lives bound together by
simple bands of gold
–
rich brown earth-
massive oxen
yoked together

in a basement bar
the windows dirty with time
drinking my coffee
–
sheets of rain-
a community
of strangers

as my eyesight fades
I think I finally see
my destination
–
a grey heron-
motionless in the
standing water

staring at the floor
scuffed and worn beneath my seat
from those in my shoes
–
dawn breaks-
outside the
waiting room

a quick glimpse into
the recesses of my soul
is all I can bear
–
sinister clouds-
reflections of
black water

elusive silence-
a old game of whispers played
within my own head
–
before dawn-
the wind talking
with the leaves

families asunder-
buzzards circling high above
the southwest desert
–
riding the smoke-
wild horses
in the distance

doe-eyed sycophants-
suckling at the teat of
this festering pig
–
overcast-
the lack of sunlight
goes unnoticed