Motherhood

always by my side
the mother of my children
the love of my life

woven grass-
the sparrow
steadfast

Rising

staying up all night
just to fall asleep with you
and the breaking dawn

frogs in the trees-
rising woodsmoke
staining the sunset

Remains

in the aftermath-
flowers left by the roadside
fading in the sun

stippled sunlight-
mushrooms growing
on fallen trees

Detritus

washing off the day
a trail of discarded clothes
strewn out behind her

disturbed reverie-
on my journey
an empty snake skin

Deluge

one final look back
collar turned up against the
horizontal rain

spring peepers-
the rain of snare drums
on the forest floor

Light

the long autumn sun
shining through the turning leaves
of October trees

frosted windows-
winter morning light
spreads across my floor

Conflict

the scars on your soul-
mementos of battles fought
but never quite won

broken silence-
the distant crash
of rutting bucks

Lines

night in the forest
an passing train rumbling
off in the distance

distant music-
blackbirds perched
on power lines

Truth

dark autumn’s collapse
the strongest and tallest trees
were the first to fall

velvet shadows-
deep hollows
where winter lies

Night

cold drops of silver
spill into the open mouth
of the crescent moon

starlight-
a barn owl glides
through leafless trees