Revealed

ashen faced, burning
private humiliations
displayed in public

pine boughs
a glimpse
of scarlet

Luna

on the horizon
a perfect amber orb rests
motionless in space

molten silver
seeps through
barren branches

Deluge

walking through the storm
cold rain running down her back
her umbrella, home

hammered tin
the slow drip of rain
through the roof

Midday

box turtles basking
motionless, gently drifting
on a floating log

acorns falling
a silver flash
ripples the water

Additions

with needle sharp teeth
and razor edged claws they tear
my curtains to shreds

silence-
the thunder
of tiny feet

Silver

moonlight runs into
the soft hollow of your throat
and spills down your breast

blue black night
the grey owl
becomes the moon

Compassion

kindness costs nothing
but a small smile, a warm heart,
and a bit of love

cold pavement
wrapped in the gift
of a warm blanket

Together

barely enough room
in my zippered sleeping bag
for the two of us

white footprints
your hand
tightly in mine

Figurehead

sandals dangling
water lapping at her thighs
her lover, the sea

billowing white clouds
salty ocean mists
kiss her face

Redemption

clinging to the flames
my mortal sins escape me
carried by the wind

absolution
casting bread
upon the water