Evening

light from the full moon
spills through the open window
and pools on the floor
–
waning
molten silver
moonlight

milky shafts of light
shine on the dust motes hanging
in the evening air
–
slow curls of smoke
faintly glowing
embers

the clinking of ice
he signals the bartender
for just one more drink
–
false dawn
an owl returning
to it’s nest

falling amber rain
collecting in brackish pools
under a street light
–
a moment
flash lit raindrops
suspended in time

a warm summer night
the plaintive cries of a fox
echo from the woods
–
a burrow
tail wrapped
around her kits

a cold winter night
staccato rain on the roof
you, keeping me warm
–
winter’s eve
with you, I’m
warm inside

in grape arbor
a cardinal seeks shelter
from the driving rain
–
secluded
deep within
my wine glass

an old wind wanders
aimlessly, its raspy voice
barely a whisper
–
dry leaves
huddle
in the corner

through heavy eyelids
the siren song of blankets
calling out to me
–
weary…
stumbling
towards sleep

burnt umber thickets
briars silhouetted by
a russet sunset
–
brambles
illuminated by
the dying day