Distance – Page 50

curling up in pain
the taste of salt on my lips
from licking my wounds
–
echoes-
broken antlers on
the forest floor

disoriented
twisted, I fall through my dreams
and land in my bed
–
ephemeral-
fire across
the evening sky

staring at myself
I see that I have become
what I feared the most
–
predawn-
coming awake
in a stranger’s mind

years of wasted time
of opportunities lost
and then you were gone
–
ancient water-
black scales sink
beneath the surface

every single day
regrettable decisions
I can’t seem to stop
–
waiting in vain-
a puddle
of streetlight

late autumn evenings-
tarnished copper trees framing
skies of polished bronze
–
crisp air-
hunting in
the night sky

sunset on the lake
threading my wet fingers through
tangerine waters
–
salmon skies-
october morning
the hills ablaze

driving down the road
catching a glimpse of my wife
in the passing train.
–
flat water-
migrating geese
pass overhead

glowing in the dark
the distant lights, reflections
off Jamaica bay
–
twilight-
each firefly
tells a story

I may be different
but I am not a problem
that needs to be solved
–
fly fishing-
different clouds
under the same sky