Revival

take my outstretched hand
and let us walk together
across this threshold

distant mountain peaks-
over the dewey grass
the rising sun

Sting

roadmaps of black veins
crawl across her damaged arms
recording the hits

sheer bliss-
a wasp amid
the rose stems

Splinters

shards of old grudges-
determined to stay angry
poisoning myself

dusty trainers-
running from the sound
of broken glass

Seizure

holding you tightly
wondering just where you go
when the darkness comes

stifling heat-
electric blue veins
dance across the storm

Prudence

my better judgement
failing me once again for
momentary bliss

late summer-
the prayers
of the mantis

Running

age pierces my side-
gasping as my youth runs out
between my fingers

crying crows-
my chest heaving at
mile marker two

Love

you’re my cinnamon
my sugar, salt, my pepper
the spice in my life

open windows-
a cool breeze
tousles your hair

Deluge

one final look back
collar turned up against the
horizontal rain

spring peepers-
the rain of snare drums
on the forest floor

Ice King

reaching for you as
just beyond my memory
you slip from my grasp

withered leaves-
parched soil runs
between my fingers

Odyssey

it’s been a long ride-
this road’s often difficult
but worth the journey

apple blossoms-
taken by the
wandering wind