Coffee
old invitations-
coffee’s brewed in the kitchen
if you’d ever show
–
rising steam-
cozy dreams
of coffee shops
old invitations-
coffee’s brewed in the kitchen
if you’d ever show
–
rising steam-
cozy dreams
of coffee shops
knelt down before you-
my voice offered as a sign
of my devotion
–
scorched copper sky-
blood I’ve spilled
on your alter
reading into my
masochistic tendencies-
our old love letters
–
grimy windows-
a metal fan
stirs the air
canons and mortars-
our patriotic fervor
lights up the night sky
–
fireworks
the dog hides
under my bed
offshore thunderstorms-
an old salt returns to the
bosom of the sea
–
crimson skies
a funeral boat
adrift and alight
softly he sings-
the workday forgotten as
he tends his bonsai
–
an empty bench-
pigeons await
her arrival
the scent of your hair
lingering on my pillow
greets me with the dawn
–
daybreak-
my arm draped around
your missing waist
falling dogwood blooms-
little bird tell me why you’ve
abandoned your nest
–
morning drizzle-
a robin guards
her empty nest
off the mountain road
a wake of buzzards gather
‘round a fallen deer
–
moonrise-
the fawn waits
in the tall grass
around my ankle
an invisible red thread
that binds me to you
–
a cardinal-
in the holly his mate
awaits his return