FUD

a misty red haze
growing stronger feeding on
hate, fear, and anger

cold rain
wolves circle
a wounded deer

Hamadryad

as one with her tree
longing for the one true love
she can never have

high in the branches
she watches him
ride away

Beneath

hatred is poison
turning ignorance and fear
into pure evil

meandering river
crocodiles wait
just below the surface

Rebirth

no matter how far
the vanishing road takes me
I always return

nirvana awaits
yet I’m not
quite ready

Colors

shades from dark to pale
each made up of the other
standing arm in arm

frigid night
streaks of fire
light the sky

Humanity

black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls

a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard

Renewal

lacy wings dry while
the husk of its former self
tumbles to the ground

an oak seedling
seeks purchase
in the leaf litter

Callous

as it carves an arc
the scythe knows not of the grass
or cares of its fate

autumn wind
swirling oak leaves
carried aloft

Bump

a cavernous void
of fears and uncertainty
filling drop by drop

darkening forest
a deep growl
in the distance

Perspective

patiently waiting
the river of time seems to
slow to a trickle

mayflies
in the pond
a snapping turtle