Floating
a sudden silence
painful accusations still
hanging in the air
–
tiny monarchs-
weightless
milkweed seeds
a sudden silence
painful accusations still
hanging in the air
–
tiny monarchs-
weightless
milkweed seeds
I won’t bet my life
on a roll of the dice but
I’ll take my chances
–
parting clouds-
hoof prints
in the damp soil
rising from a dream
tasting a memory that’s
almost elusive
–
floating-
beholden to the wind
over a rising sun
quietly aging-
under the stairs, a box of
curling photographs
–
wind blown leaves-
walking slowly
hand in hand
trapped in the darkness
never wanting to leave this
beautiful nightmare
–
hoarfrost-
webs frozen
on the moor
faded love letters
the pages of our marriage
dog-eared and wrinkled
–
mulled cider-
clothes fresh
from the dryer
living day by day
striving to open my mind
and keep my mouth shut
–
nests amid the rafters-
prayer bells ring
in the rain
the gathering rain-
reflections of my spirit
clouding my windows
–
dirty windows-
the outside world
smeared by the rain
my temper flares up
in the heat of the moment
yet I’m the one burned
–
desert sun-
my ego buried
in the sand
hoping against hope
to stem the incoming tide
and still it rises
–
august-
forsaken
by the sun