Love

the smile on your lips
reaches deep into your eyes
and into my heart

darkness-
reaching out
for your hand

Realizations

I’ve struggled so long
stumbling through the darkness
blinded by the truth

awakening-
the light of
a false dawn

Luna

weaver of moonlight
roses follow her footsteps
wherever she roams

asleep-
walking with
an absent moon

Lake

misty morning run-
lake water rolls off the bow
oars dipping in sync

fingers entwined-
a light rain
ripples

Rising

staying up all night
just to fall asleep with you
and the breaking dawn

frogs in the trees-
rising woodsmoke
staining the sunset

Reflection

it’s not who I am
this someone in the mirror
but who I became

a placid lake-
the moon’s watery
countenance

Sleep

a blanket of clouds
pulled up tight over my head
shutting out the day

morning song-
the reluctance
of wakefulness

Delusions

the girl of my dreams
or maybe just one of my
hallucinations

freshly cut grass-
watching the clouds
transform

Irony

weeping cherry trees-
a wistful gaze through windows
that never open

budding branches-
a cockatoo’s
clipped wings

Broken

the marquee of dreams
in the theatre of my mind
ripe with false promise

summer rain-
the blind
desert sands