Rainfall

flashes light the sky
the guttural wind, distant
whither comes the storm

laid bare
desperately
seeking shelter

Restless

wandering this earth
unseen, tired, yearning to be
finally at peace

midnight rain
gnarled branches
scrape my window

Frost

long morning shadows
the first sign of winter falls
from the autumn sky

winter’s finger
paint on my
window panes

Copse

a pencil thin wind
eases through balding branches
swirling russet leaves

mountain pines
an autumn snowfall
ices the boughs

Transition

a warm ombré sky
the slowly turning sunlight
at the edge of night

green waters
tadpoles weave
through the rushes

Release

wrapped in a blanket
of condolence and comfort
still mired in grief

shooting stars
crossing skyward
on golden wings

Luna

on the horizon
a perfect amber orb rests
motionless in space

molten silver
seeps through
barren branches

Deluge

walking through the storm
cold rain running down her back
her umbrella, home

hammered tin
the slow drip of rain
through the roof

Figurehead

sandals dangling
water lapping at her thighs
her lover, the sea

billowing white clouds
salty ocean mists
kiss her face

Aglow

luminous, rising
from below an ebony lake
in her hand, a sword

sunlit hillsides
shadows rolling
slowly to the shore