Wonder

the morning commute-
unexpected lavender blossoms
along the roadside

traffic-
a glimpse of
an osprey

Absolution

alone at the bar-
a campari and soda
by a full ashtray

neon lights-
my reflection in
an empty glass

Catharsis

the sins of the past-
mixed with the cooling ashes
from the evening fire

dragonflies-
old misdeeds cast
upon the water

Grandma

a worn dinette set-
memories of old comforts
in the falling rain

water crackers-
a chipped tea cup
rimmed in red

Moonlight

bright mid-winter stars-
your alabaster shoulders
dressed by the ghost moon

rumpled sheets-
asleep intertwined
blanketed by the moon

Origami

the senbazuru-
origami alchemy
brings my cranes to life

parchment skin –
rice paper slowly
creased and folded

Morning

hard edged and soulless-
the treacherous dawn comes to
spirit you away

softly closing doors-
again I awake
to an empty bed

Age

honeysuckle wine-
content letting the front porch
host my slow decline

passing cars-
an afghan shrouds
her empty rocker

Sky

lost amid the clouds-
the afternoon sky whispers
my name to the wind

wistfully blue-
dandelions
in your hair

Eerie

ghost of old rumors-
morbid curiosity
about the house on the hill

a one eyed crow-
tortured shrieks of
wrought iron hinges