Refuge

silently stoic
the weathered lighthouse still stands
off in the distance

the setting sun
barely visible
through the fog

Shadows

falling amber rain
collecting in brackish pools
under a street light

a moment
flash lit raindrops
suspended in time

Vixen

a warm summer night
the plaintive cries of a fox
echo from the woods

a burrow
tail wrapped
around her kits

Evening

burnt umber thickets
briars silhouetted by
a russet sunset

brambles
illuminated by
the dying day

Nostalgia

living in the past
reaching out for the echoes
of what used to be

wistful
remembering the way
things never were

Deluge

a flash of lighting
tears the fabric of the night
letting in the rain

wet brilliance
slicing through
shadows

Drifting

when I’ve lost my way
the candle in your window
beckons me back home

wandering-
guided towards
your light

Wane

the cricket’s refrain
raspy in the evening woods
fades as the night falls

evening woods-
crickets fade
as midnight nears

Serenity

a paper lantern
carried aloft on the breeze
lights the evening sky

twilight-
illuminated by
a passing lantern

Memories

Lightning bugs at dusk
Their glow, a beacon for those
Seeking simpler times