Folly

these poorly built walls
of isolationism
so easily breached

a spreading oak
the cat awaits
her safe descent

Danger

a clandestine tryst
made all the more exciting
by the recklessness

high desert sun
entwined eagles
fall to the earth

Hamadryad

as one with her tree
longing for the one true love
she can never have

high in the branches
she watches him
ride away

Rebirth

no matter how far
the vanishing road takes me
I always return

nirvana awaits
yet I’m not
quite ready

Colors

shades from dark to pale
each made up of the other
standing arm in arm

frigid night
streaks of fire
light the sky

Humanity

black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls

a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard

Tranquility

after the bowl sings
so peacefully sits the monk
in meditation

calm water
reflective of
inner peace

Perspective

spying Earth from space
a hard reminder of our
insignificance

a sand grain
amidst the
multitude

Orlando

blinded by hatred
enrobed in the ignorance
of what love can be

midnight-
groping for
the light

Orlando

what makes one man think
he can be judge, jury, and
executioner

monsters
in the closet
only a mirror