Passage
after a brief rest
a bevy of mourning doves
suddenly takes flight
–
released
upon wings
across the sun
dedicated to Philip Rigney
after a brief rest
a bevy of mourning doves
suddenly takes flight
–
released
upon wings
across the sun
dedicated to Philip Rigney
a warm summer night
the plaintive cries of a fox
echo from the woods
–
a burrow
tail wrapped
around her kits
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
since you got sent home
I’ve been sitting by your side
praying you’ll return
–
waiting-
trying not
to lose hope
longing for the time
when there is no one to please
and nowhere to be
–
cherished,
those few minutes
between calls
a cold winter night
staccato rain on the roof
you, keeping me warm
–
winter’s eve
with you, I’m
warm inside
peacocks at the bar
we share a sidelong glance
and a private laugh
–
two swans
together
for life
bandaged wedding vows
broken trust slowly healing
despite all the pain
–
loss…
mostly
regained
lilacs in her hair
as she lays in the grass with
clouds floating whimsy
–
escapees from
my minds eye
in the clouds
escaping out of
my self constructed prison
into your embrace
–
bourbon
ice cubes
slowly melting