Rain

her face to the sky
sundress plastered to her skin
at one with the rain

sandals in hand-
bare feet in
the wet grass

Lakeside

an empty rowboat
tied down to a weathered dock
rocking in the swells

salt spray-
the old pier’s
bleached bones

Darkness

heavy evening air-
silhouettes of hunting bats
in the fading light

drawn curtains-
low clouds
full of malice

Sight

slowly going blind-
refusing to believe in
what I cannot see

black velvet-
eyes wide open
to the night

Consequences

living on the edge –
tasting the forbidden fruit
and consequences

future regrets-
I send a drink
down the bar

Age

a rusting iron gate-
beyond the overgrown path
crumbling headstones

bristlecone pines-
deeply rooted
to the earth

Sailing

plying the trade winds-
seeking safe harbor under
an ocean of sky

rolling seas-
sails reefed
before the storm

Rot

all the leaves scattered
standing despite itself but
rotten at the core

a forest altar-
oaken pews
standing empty

Temple

a warm summer eve
mists gather in pools that drip
from the temple roof

temple stairs-
stone dragons
cloaked in moss

Light

the sun reaches down
and kisses the horizon
at the dawn of dusk

spreading warmth-
two more fingers
of liquid gold