Venus
naked in the sun
draped in caribbean light
among the seashells
–
abalone-
the warm glow
of auburn skin
naked in the sun
draped in caribbean light
among the seashells
–
abalone-
the warm glow
of auburn skin
head back and arms wide
inviting the elements
to do what they will
–
an umbrella-
defenseless in
the light of day
night at terlingua
the glow of the fire beneath
a blanket of stars
–
desert sands-
rising embers
greet the stars
drops of quicksilver
balanced precariously
on a blade of grass
–
stained glass-
the palette
heavy rain
the face of the moon
in the company of stars
greets me as I wake
–
dream weaving-
pale ghosts of trees
in the moonlight
candle lit windows
on the way to Rodanthe
fending off the night
–
the fire’s glow-
darkness
at my back
dark clouds veil the sun-
abandoned by my shadow
alone once again
–
brooding skies-
the scowl of
thunderclouds
alone with my thoughts
in the distance barren trees
fade into the mist
–
before sunrise-
my mug of tea
gently steaming
intently watching
as the castle in the sky
slowly drifts apart
–
drifting snow-
together leading
separate lives
ghosts walk the streets of
an abandoned mining town
out of the shadows
–
desert shade-
sand dancing
across the road