Southern

lacy spanish moss
draping across Savannah’s
majestic live oaks

wooden rocking chair
under a porch fan
tatting doilies

Sunset

windows thrown open
sheer curtains gently wafting
in the evening breeze

becoming Icarus
flying westward
chasing the sun

Pillars

a symbol of strength
welcoming travelers that
seek her destruction

in the forest
of fallen oaks
a sapling grows

Insomnia

sleep so elusive
reliving memories in
my childhood bedroom

oppressive heat
clock watching
until sunrise

Reeds

at the marsh’s edge
flat water just visible
between the rushes

cat tails
swaying in
the salt breeze

Tao

not quite a woman
and yet no longer a girl
searching for her path

fresh snow
treading lightly
in your footprints

Pursuit

alone in the woods
dry rustling leaves in the wind
the snap of a twig

sear grasses
fueling the
inevitable

Fractures

splintering sunlight
golden arrow shafts quiver
piercing the water

the dog days
interrupted by
shattered glass

Nature

clinging to the light
for fear I may yet answer
when the darkness calls

spring rains
surging cataracts
once docile streams

Light

sunflowers in bloom
all turning in unison
to bask in the sun

a salamander
atop a fence post
awaits the dawn