Lovers
life can be fickle
hold your lover close tonight
before it’s too late
–
a darkened doorway-
your soft lips hard
against mine
Category Archives: Family
Ciara
a sprit of fire
shining brightly in the night
dowsed before it’s time
–
all at once-
the dancing flame
now only smoke
Freedom
standing at the bow
salt spray drenching your sundress
the sun in your hair
–
terns on the wing-
flecks of sea foam
floating gently past
Prints
walking in the snow
grinning as you casually
step in my footprints
–
robin tracks-
early spring
snowfall
Rising
by the temple gates
burning incense left as a
simple offering
–
hot springs-
steam rising from
the snow monkeys
History
bitter grievances
at the holiday table
long past time for peace
–
unrelenting
a winter river
choked with ice
Posthumous
pulled taut and snapping
the pole holding fast the flag
standing at half mast
–
icy rain
her cheeks
freshly wet
Passing
the hours before dawn
weaving my way back home through
the thinnest of light
–
gently becoming
as one with
the winter sky
Passage
a flash of silver
bright water patters and breaks
the woodland silence
–
finally unfettered
carried aloft
on golden wings
Future
flooded rice paddies
on the roadside sheaves of straw
drying in the sun
–
high spring sun
nimble fingers
sowing wheat