Change
light plays on the walls
alternating blue and red
the sirens, silent
–
puddles in the street
turning to steam
in the sun
light plays on the walls
alternating blue and red
the sirens, silent
–
puddles in the street
turning to steam
in the sun
I can’t remember
dwelling in darkness since I
came into your light
–
barren trees
stand vigil
awaiting sunrise
blazing streaks of fire
tearing through the winter sky
dying as cinders
–
the predawn hours
an intrepid visitor
on my doorstep
on the autumn breeze
woodsmoke and conversations
wafting through the air
–
wetland banter
summer evening
an open window
searing summer heat
just pushed our relationship
past the tipping point
–
a praying mantis
in search of her
post-coital snack
spreading alder boughs
provide little respite from
the stifling heat
–
impression
of my sole
in asphalt
joyful innocence
unencumbered by malice
that’s yet to be learned
–
the parched forest glen
desperately awaits
the lightning
pulling on warm clothes
taken straight from the dryer
my guilty pleasure
–
on the subway
the smile of a dog
being rubbed right
my wet business shirt
translucent where it clings to
the swell of your hips
–
cloudburst
unexpectedly
caught outside
freshly mown hay fields
drenched in the long warm rays of
the afternoon sun
–
an deep indigo sky
with you, the Perseids
and a warm blanket