Passage

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

released
upon wings
across the sun
dedicated to Philip Rigney

Vixen

a warm summer night
the plaintive cries of a fox
echo from the woods

a burrow
tail wrapped
around her kits

Scars

it’s just a small cut
and it’s the last time, I swear
until the next one

self destruction
a trail of history
on my arms

Apprehension

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

waiting-
trying not
to lose hope

Peace

longing for the time
when there is no one to please
and nowhere to be

cherished,
those few minutes
between calls

Comfort

a cold winter night
staccato rain on the roof
you, keeping me warm

winter’s eve
with you, I’m
warm inside

Commitment

peacocks at the bar
we share a sidelong glance
and a private laugh

two swans
together
for life

Adversity

bandaged wedding vows
broken trust slowly healing
despite all the pain

loss…
mostly
regained

Fantasy

lilacs in her hair
as she lays in the grass with
clouds floating whimsy

escapees from
my minds eye
in the clouds

Convergence

escaping out of
my self constructed prison
into your embrace

bourbon
ice cubes
slowly melting