Evil

deep in the shadows
a dark malevolence seeps
from out of the woods

wicker basket-
destroying angels
lie in wait

Trigger

rooted to the ground
frozen, my mind replaying
one moment in time

blinding sun-
the city street
unnaturally quiet

Change

champagne glass in hand-
ignoring the obvious
we toast our future

midnight sun-
a polar bear prowls
the city streets

Fire

a lovers embrace
two hot tempers intertwine
leaving just ashes

falling snow-
crackling in
our fireplace

Grass

warm spring afternoon
rolling down a grassy hill
into a mass grave

wispy clouds-
grass stains and
smiling faces

Valley

filling the valley-
bright sunlight captured in the
autumn morning mist

slanted sunlight-
in the canyon
a river of fog

Water

gentle drops of rain
fall from the trees to collect
on my upturned face

quiet water-
minnows surface
beneath my shadow

Penance

mired in the past
endlessly forced to repeat
the sins of my youth

born of fire-
ashes rise
into the night

Sound

in silent anguish
the mute reach out for justice
their voices stolen

discordant music-
in the apple tree
a starling

Reckoning

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

oasis-
an empty carcass
in the sand