Venus

naked in the sun
draped in caribbean light
among the seashells

abalone-
the warm glow
of auburn skin

Acceptance

head back and arms wide
inviting the elements
to do what they will

an umbrella-
defenseless in
the light of day

Andrew

night at terlingua
the glow of the fire beneath
a blanket of stars

desert sands-
rising embers
greet the stars

Rain

drops of quicksilver
balanced precariously
on a blade of grass

stained glass-
the palette
heavy rain

Dreaming

the face of the moon
in the company of stars
greets me as I wake

dream weaving-
pale ghosts of trees
in the moonlight

Blackout

candle lit windows
on the way to Rodanthe
fending off the night

the fire’s glow-
darkness
at my back

Anger

dark clouds veil the sun-
abandoned by my shadow
alone once again

brooding skies-
the scowl of
thunderclouds

Solitude

alone with my thoughts
in the distance barren trees
fade into the mist

before sunrise-
my mug of tea
gently steaming

Dirifting

intently watching
as the castle in the sky
slowly drifts apart

drifting snow-
together leading
separate lives

Desert

ghosts walk the streets of
an abandoned mining town
out of the shadows

desert shade-
sand dancing
across the road