Fire
warm embers of clouds
gilded rose and violet
from the rising sun
–
dawn moon-
a crow alights
on an ashen branch
Category Archives: Dawn
Ice
an overnight storm
invades my dreams and I wake
to trees turned to glass
–
frozen rain-
crystal branches
brush the ground
Under
the hours before dawn
I wake to your skin on mine
under the duvet
–
winter’s breath-
maple leaves
under fresh snow
Abed
the wan morning light-
wrapped up in your nakedness
unwilling to move
–
your damp hair-
for now I’m
the big spoon
Love
empty wine bottles-
binging our favorite series
into the wee hours
–
dying embers-
our feet under
the afghan
New Year
midnight approaches-
carrying the promises
of the coming year
–
again-
the rising sun
greets the new year
Moonlight
a quicksilver moon-
coyotes in the woods call
the gathering dawn
–
winter moon-
afloat on the
midnight surf
Rainfall
heavy pounding rain
outside my window the world-
a monet painting
–
early morning rain-
snare drumming
on the skylights
Steam
driving past the farm
hummocks of mulch lie steaming
in the morning sun
–
leafless trees-
mist rises above
the duck pond
Wake
with the rising sun
the smell of coffee clears the
cobwebs from my mind
–
smoldering campfire-
I blow on the
overnight coals