Kiss

home with my regrets
I should have asked for a kiss
when I had the chance

your upturned lips-
moths flutter
in the porch light

Escape

alone on the road
speeding towards oblivion
far away from you

velvet panic-
our safe word
forgotten

Motherhood

that look in your eyes-
it’s an hour before dawn and
we need to leave now

exhausted-
more beautiful
than ever

Awake

I crawl into bed
too tired to fall asleep
reliving the day

a warm breeze-
awake in my bed
paralyzed

Rising

waking every day
under a threadbare blanket
to an empty bed

bleary eyed-
the crows outside
contemplate murder

Spring

an early robin-
lichen covered granite steps
cut into the hill

holly berries-
amid the ivy
a cardinal

Fog

as the fog rolls in
skeletons of spectral trees
fade into the night

foggy evening-
gnarled branches
scratch at my window

White

slices of the moon
slivered through the window blinds
drape across your back

snowy owl-
cold branches
in the dead of night

Sleep

your door left open-
looking back at you as I
close it behind me

moonlight-
your mobile
slowly winds down

Cowgirl

sawdust on the floor-
the earthy aroma of
horse manure and hay

a saddle blanket-
riding bareback
in the tall grass