Shade

an ominous day
dark clouds pass before the sun
portents of ruin

stippled hillsides
revealing light and
fleeting shadows

Insomnia

thin walls, raised voices
across the street, it’s last call
in my third floor flat

crow on a gaslight
fog blanketing
cobblestones

Autumn

an afternoon walk
the shuffling of footsteps
through the fallen leaves

a quiet brook
the sharp snap
of a dry twig

Pirates

awash in the tide
a ruined galleon lists
her cannons askew

prevailing winds
limping home
on torn sails

Pillars

a symbol of strength
welcoming travelers that
seek her destruction

in the forest
of fallen oaks
a sapling grows

Tao

not quite a woman
and yet no longer a girl
searching for her path

fresh snow
treading lightly
in your footprints

Pursuit

alone in the woods
dry rustling leaves in the wind
the snap of a twig

sear grasses
fueling the
inevitable

Fractures

splintering sunlight
golden arrow shafts quiver
piercing the water

the dog days
interrupted by
shattered glass

Nature

clinging to the light
for fear I may yet answer
when the darkness calls

spring rains
surging cataracts
once docile streams

Glimmers

slow rhythmic moonlight
shining across the surface
of a mountain lake

an old rope swings
calm lake water
before the fall