Transience
jewels of morning dew
in a spider’s web, sunrise
scattered by diamonds
–
dawn
captured on
a silken thread
jewels of morning dew
in a spider’s web, sunrise
scattered by diamonds
–
dawn
captured on
a silken thread
this morning’s bugle
reveille played by finches
outside my window
–
birdsong
pulling me
from slumber
through heavy eyelids
the siren song of blankets
calling out to me
–
weary…
stumbling
towards sleep
lilacs in her hair
as she lays in the grass with
clouds floating whimsy
–
escapees from
my minds eye
in the clouds
escaping out of
my self constructed prison
into your embrace
–
bourbon
ice cubes
slowly melting
in the forest glen
a dappled fawn lies hidden
in the underbrush
–
shrouded
cloaked within
our own narrative
living in the past
reaching out for the echoes
of what used to be
–
wistful
remembering the way
things never were
in the full moon’s light
a desert scorpion glows
an unearthly blue
–
silver
illumination
of midnight
a trail of bent grass
left behind by my roaming
for you to follow
–
newly fallen snow
you’re walking
in my footsteps
watching while you sleep
your gentle breath, warm and sweet
so easily stilled
–
echoes of
silence spread
throughout the night