Precious

your silver hammer
softly tapping cracks into
my porcelain heart

soft breathing-
your hair gold
in the sunlight

Island

at work dreaming of
a caribbean romance
before summer ends

a dockside bar
rum runners and
buffet tunes

Summer

clumps of garden weeds-
the summer sun warms my back
and eases my mind

a golden breeze-
the wind caught
in her hair

Late

the party over-
blackened wicks smolder in the
citronella pots

constellations-
old friends and
old stories

Rain

her face to the sky
sundress plastered to her skin
at one with the rain

sandals in hand-
bare feet in
the wet grass

Summer

an old swimming hole-
piles of clothes left abandoned
on the grassy shore

a frayed rope swing-
old memories
bittersweet

Birth

my journal entry-
today I start another
lap around the sun

willow branches-
a crack appears
in the robin’s egg

Temptation

clear azure waters
tropical sun overhead
melting my resolve

bronzed skin-
one more glass
of dutch courage

Driving

the ragtop put down
bare feet up on the dashboard
red hair in the wind

pacific coast highway-
california dreamin’
on the radio

Puddles

a rippling sky
cast in all directions by
a child’s rubber boots

parting clouds-
blue jays bathe
in tiny ponds