Drought
angry bitter tears
burn as they roll down her face
and fall to the dirt
–
arid fields-
dust gathers
around his feet
angry bitter tears
burn as they roll down her face
and fall to the dirt
–
arid fields-
dust gathers
around his feet
a cold waiting room-
absolutely terrified
of what will come next
–
eyes closed-
the taste of salt
in my veins
charcoal black velvet-
an upholstered sky pierced by
pinholes of starlight
–
desert mesa-
the broad expanse
of the midnight sky
nestled in the snow
a single long stemmed red rose
rests on your headstone
–
cold rain-
in the gutter
a bouquet of roses
watching from afar-
a tree falls in the forest
the silence unheard
–
old oak tree-
climbing vines
reach for the su
under crushing debt
the future turns to ashes
swept by our children
–
wild fire-
fed by embers
on the wind
eyes looking inward
staring into the darkness
barely held at bay
–
cleansing breaths-
the forest
whispers
the low morning sun
full of threats and promises
through the falling snow
–
skies alight-
the rumble
low and throaty
locked in my safe room
the world burning down outside-
is it hot in here?
–
crimson sky-
ashes drifting
on hot winds
open bed pickup
memories caught by the wind
litter the highway
–
twisted fingers-
brittle pages of
her wedding album