Coffee

old invitations-
coffee’s brewed in the kitchen
if you’d ever show

rising steam-
cozy dreams
of coffee shops

Religion

knelt down before you-
my voice offered as a sign
of my devotion

scorched copper sky-
blood I’ve spilled
on your alter

Loneliness

reading into my
masochistic tendencies-
our old love letters

grimy windows-
a metal fan
stirs the air

Independence

canons and mortars-
our patriotic fervor
lights up the night sky

fireworks
the dog hides
under my bed

Sea

offshore thunderstorms-
an old salt returns to the
bosom of the sea

crimson skies
a funeral boat
adrift and alight

Commitment

softly he sings-
the workday forgotten as
he tends his bonsai

an empty bench-
pigeons await
her arrival

Missed

the scent of your hair 
lingering on my pillow
greets me with the dawn

daybreak-
my arm draped around
your missing waist  

Nesting

falling dogwood blooms-
little bird tell me why you’ve
abandoned your nest

morning drizzle-
a robin guards
her empty nest

Deer

off the mountain road
a wake of buzzards gather
‘round a fallen deer

moonrise-
the fawn waits
in the tall grass

Bashert

around my ankle
an invisible red thread
that binds me to you

a cardinal-
in the holly his mate
awaits his return