Bloom

a silken rose bud
opens with just a whisper
but only for me

red velvet and lemon
delicate blossoms
gently unfurl

Disturbance

watching while you sleep
your gentle breath, warm and sweet
so easily stilled

echoes of
silence spread
throughout the night

Being

who I am is just
in between who I was and
who I will become

my future
hinges on keeping
my past promises

Elders

as I walk this earth
I tread on those before me
my path paved with love

footsteps
your past guides
my future

Drenched

after the rain storm
mossy scent of wet pavement
steaming in the heat

suddenly
heavy raindrops
bursting

Lost

a bicycle bell
she speeds by, skirt fluttering
laughter in the wind

She’s gone
before I know
it’s her

Anger

a cold rain shower
washes down my upturned face
hiding bitter tears

cloudy
dark and moody
raining together

Drifting

when I’ve lost my way
the candle in your window
beckons me back home

wandering-
guided towards
your light

Clamor

the noise in my head
a constant cacophony
that gives me no peace

whirlwind-
tranquility overcome
by turbulent thoughts

Waiting

in twenty-two years
from now I pray I’ll still be
waking next to you

in anticipation-
dreaming of
our old age