Venus

rising from the sea-
her newly formed shores made from
black and steaming glass

predawn chill-
venus and jupiter dance
in the twilight

Separation

ashes and embers-
my gentle caress lingers
barely on your lips

cold glass-
the distance
of your touch

Penance

mired in the past
endlessly forced to repeat
the sins of my youth

born of fire-
ashes rise
into the night

Candle

stone walls and dirt floors-
candle flames cling to their wicks
throwing dark shadows

straw bedding-
a tallow candle’s
uneasy light

Plummet

disoriented
twisted, I fall through my dreams
and land in my bed

ephemeral-
fire across
the evening sky

Colors

sunset on the lake
threading my wet fingers through
tangerine waters

salmon skies-
october morning
the hills ablaze

Light

glowing in the dark
the distant lights, reflections
off Jamaica bay

twilight-
each firefly
tells a story

Caution

brake light in the fog
dozens of burning red eyes
peering through the mist

clearing haze-
wet leaves on
dangerous curves

Split

standing divided
sunlight shining on my face
my feet in shadow

peeks of sun-
our stately elm
torn asunder

Floating

a sudden silence
painful accusations still
hanging in the air

tiny monarchs-
weightless
milkweed seeds