Perspective

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

mayflies
in the pond
a snapping turtle

Raptor

a kestrel soaring
circling on warm updrafts
focused on its prey

wings swept
plummeting
earthward

Moonlight

light from the full moon
spills through the open window
and pools on the floor

waning
molten silver
moonlight

Perspective

spying Earth from space
a hard reminder of our
insignificance

a sand grain
amidst the
multitude

Return

the clinking of ice
he signals the bartender
for just one more drink

false dawn
an owl returning
to it’s nest

Daydreaming

the spinning wheel turns
fingers idly making thread
while the mind wanders

adrift
on a sea
of imagination

details

the weathered old man
makes peace with the universe
tending his bonsai

fiddlehead ferns-
seeking god in
the golden ratio

Direction

faintly glowing stars
the ancient light a missive
from the distant past

a moonless night
our path defined
by starlight

Orlando

blinded by hatred
enrobed in the ignorance
of what love can be

midnight-
groping for
the light

Muffled

shouting at the void
trying to keep the silence
from smothering me

rain falls
on a carpet
of autumn leaves