Distance

across the table
the chasm between us grows
wider day by day

a sudden stampede
of white horses
August rains

Sorrow

stilling the waters
the taste of salt on my lips
from kissing your tears

the loon’s cry
rising sun over
a winter lake

sojourn

the passage of time
etched deep in the wrinkles on
his leathery face

turning leaves
a bed of moss lit
by stippled sunlight

Nocturne

relaxing at last
working out in the garden
under the moonlight

high silver clouds
a beaver breaks
the water’s surface

Remnants

a resting mayfly
the dimples in the water
signaling a carp

spreading ripples
a gossamer wing
on the surface

Transience

blazing streaks of fire
tearing through the winter sky
dying as cinders

the predawn hours
an intrepid visitor
on my doorstep

Chatter

on the autumn breeze
woodsmoke and conversations
wafting through the air

wetland banter
summer evening
an open window

Precipice

searing summer heat
just pushed our relationship
past the tipping point

a praying mantis
in search of her
post-coital snack

Rush

when put to paper
a masterpiece is born from
a single feather

a stream flows
from my hand
in fits and starts

Pressure

as I drive away
another grain of sand falls
in my life’s hourglass

walking the shore
the sand moves
beneath our feet