Nesting
falling dogwood blooms-
little bird tell me why you’ve
abandoned your nest
–
morning drizzle-
a robin guards
her empty nest
falling dogwood blooms-
little bird tell me why you’ve
abandoned your nest
–
morning drizzle-
a robin guards
her empty nest
shards of broken glass
strewn deeply across my path
yet still I walk on
–
moonlit surf-
hatchling turtles
dash for the sea
moving through aspic
living just outside of time
tired and alone
–
persistent rain-
a raven just
beyond the glass
it’s far too simple-
these old men send the sons of
others to their deaths
–
a spring breeze-
the fog of war
swept out to sea
off the mountain road
a wake of buzzards gather
‘round a fallen deer
–
moonrise-
the fawn waits
in the tall grass
puppets to a one-
dancing to unheard music
hung from tangled threads
–
skeletal fingers-
pulling taut
the threads of fate
midwinter moonlight-
hushed stillness split by the cries
of mother and child
–
nesting jays-
the silence of
broken eggshells
an old church graveyard
dogwood petals salt the ground
o’er the waiting dead
–
grey rain-
tumbled stones
on hallowed ground
grey unseeing eyes-
where do you go when you’re gone
far away from here
–
fields of lavender-
safe spaces
inside her head
starting my journey-
leaving this city behind
for greener pastures
–
piles of stone-
a farmers wall
soon to be built