Distance – Page 27

warm embers of clouds
gilded rose and violet
from the rising sun
–
dawn moon-
a crow alights
on an ashen branch

I catch your eye as
we pass each other by but
you’re out of my league
–
noonday sun-
lions stalking
in the tall grass

a nested raven-
spreads his ebon wings beneath
the lunar eclipse
–
winter sky-
the moon
as blood

pour me another
for I’m not yet numb enough
to make new mistakes
–
darkling beetles-
drunk on the
morning dew

at the old stone well
I peer into the darkness
looking back at me
–
moss covered stone-
I dip my bowl into
the well of souls

reaching for your hand
I would touch you if only
I could turn back time
–
under the oak tree-
lost in our
history

the clouds and your eyes-
my head in your lap amid
a field of daisies
–
a dry vase-
tired blooms
bow their heads

dark grey winter clouds
heavily laden with snow
loom over this town
–
winter sunrise-
shallow paw prints
in the snow

this fight is over
and yet I find myself still
walking on eggshells
–
fallen trees-
we drive home
in silence

friends and enemies
all are but dust as I wait
for mortality
–
a dark attic-
old records
gathering dust