Humanity
black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls
–
a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard
black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls
–
a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard
lacy wings dry while
the husk of its former self
tumbles to the ground
–
an oak seedling
seeks purchase
in the leaf litter
when I’m in shadow
you pull me into the light
and show me the sun
–
old driftwood
a salamander
basking
tiny little lies
the mortar between the stones
of my foundation
–
morning
glistening on
silken threads
long flowing tresses
cascade down from her shoulders
swirling at her feet
–
running
fast and free
into the future
after the bowl sings
so peacefully sits the monk
in meditation
–
calm water
reflective of
inner peace
the thinnest veneer
of our civilization
so easily torn
–
scissors-
crisp, fresh
white sheets
snowy egrets stand
in the salt marsh, motionless
hunting careless fish
–
cattails
swaying in the
warm salt breeze
unable to sleep
in what used to be our home
Feeling your echo
–
labyrinthine walls
reflecting back
your hollow voice
eroding mountains
pushing back against the wind
resistant to change
–
warm breezes-
paisley dancing
in the wheat fields