Homeless

curled up on cardboard-
nameless faceless commuters
pass without a glance

fingerless gloves-
dreaming of a home
not a doorway

First Date

deep mahogany-
my smile as you ease over
the worn brown leather

your auburn hair-
easy small talk
over peanuts

Tryst

the dimly lit booth-
a small guttering candle
spills it’s meager light

two martinis-
your foot on
my bar stool

Distance

circling eagles-
nesting on the mountaintop
as Sisyphus weeps

wavering sands-
a desert oasis
just out of reach

Autumn

the bright hunter’s moon-
a ‘possum in my garden
gleaning the harvest

soft autumn eve-
the crackle of leaves
under marauding paws

Kindness

she gives him her name-
for a just moment they share
their humanity

snow covered sidewalk-
she wraps her dog
in the blanket

Were

the silver wolf moon-
in truth I’ll beg no solace
until the sunrise

so many people-
at lunch in the park
he yearns for the moon

Corruption

a waking nightmare-
here monsters fear to tread
into the darkness

black water-
probing the depths
of depravity

Alcohol

tongue already sharp
another shot of bourbon
hones the razors edge

rain slicked asphalt-
streetlights glare
in the gutter

Cityscapes

another el train
rumbles by as I sit in
my open window

an ailing fan-
ninety degrees
at two am