Pond

a thin skin of ice
on the koi pond slowly melts
in the morning sun

floating leaves-
autumn carp swim
in lazy circles

Hiding

my cupped hands hiding
the glow of a cigarette
behind the garage

cold rain-
ignoring my phone
before last call

Taste

embers burning low-
on the rim of my wine glass
crimson lipstick stains

lingering-
ruby lips and
a good bordeaux

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

Sniper

a callous wind blows
through the cracks in these old bones
and broken windows

rusty mountains-
poppy fields in
a sniper’s scope

Reckoning

staring at myself-
the bottom of a shot glass
looking back at me

oasis-
an empty carcass
in the sand

Break

the window broken-
in the unlit house glass shards
crunching underfoot

descending silence-
a wizened elm
uprooted

Comfort

faded love letters
the pages of our marriage
dog-eared and wrinkled

mulled cider-
clothes fresh
from the dryer

Perspective

the gathering rain-
reflections of my spirit
clouding my windows

dirty windows-
the outside world
smeared by the rain