Beach

driftwood and clam shells
dried seaweed and rushes line
the high water mark

curling waves-
preening ducks
bathe in the surf

Birth

midwinter moonlight-
hushed stillness split by the cries
of mother and child

nesting jays-
the silence of
broken eggshells

Shoah

ashen metal sky-
slowly rolling cattle cars
descend into hell

chain link fence-
the walking dead
in black and white

Desert

a whole life reduced
to two dust covered and scuffed
satchels by her feet

cold desert night-
the tent offers
poor respite

Splinter

rid of you at last
cut from where you’d gotten lodged
just under my skin

last year’s maple leaves-
splinters from a
prior life

Anniversary

a towering oak-
our initials in a heart
carved into the trunk

sunset park-
the bench where
we first met

Bread

dark basement staircase-
the heady scent of baked bread
wafts down from above

golden light-
brown buttered toast
and black coffee

Suicide

clutching thoughts and prayers
while we let those who suffer
slip through our fingers

predawn chill-
sleeping children
suddenly fatherless

Meet

the first day we met
your perfect little fingers
wrapped around my thumb

laundromat-
your clothes tumble
next to mine

Rest

evening in the woods-
footfalls in the the underbrush
betray my silence

a park bench-
convincing a crow
to let me sit