Fleeting

iridescent wings
hover over a flower
as I stand entranced

awestruck…
nature
at her finest

Peace

the wellspring of souls
beckons inexorably
for us to return

the bodisattfa
compassionately
delays nirvana

Passage

after a brief rest
a bevy of mourning doves
suddenly takes flight

released
upon wings
across the sun
dedicated to Philip Rigney

Apprehension

since you got sent home
I’ve been sitting by your side
praying you’ll return

waiting-
trying not
to lose hope

Risk

don’t gamble on me
there’s far too much at stake and
you don’t know the score

what you see
I choose
to show

Salvation

drowning in darkness
heaved out and left on the rocks
gasping for the sun

sinking…
yearning for
the surface

Adversity

bandaged wedding vows
broken trust slowly healing
despite all the pain

loss…
mostly
regained

Pact

a feather’s tip nicks
the torn paper’s ragged edge
bleeding bright black ink

an obligation
the contract
signed in blood

Convergence

escaping out of
my self constructed prison
into your embrace

bourbon
ice cubes
slowly melting

Safety

in the forest glen
a dappled fawn lies hidden
in the underbrush

shrouded
cloaked within
our own narrative