Fatalism

I wake intent on
fighting an uphill battle
I know I will lose

high tide
a turtle shell
lies empty

Commitment

peacocks at the bar
we share a sidelong glance
and a private laugh

two swans
together
for life

Adversity

bandaged wedding vows
broken trust slowly healing
despite all the pain

loss…
mostly
regained

Exhaustion

through heavy eyelids
the siren song of blankets
calling out to me

weary…
stumbling
towards sleep

Disruption

afternoon stillness
the piercing cry of a crow
hanging in the air

wooded path…
unintended
silence

Fantasy

lilacs in her hair
as she lays in the grass with
clouds floating whimsy

escapees from
my minds eye
in the clouds

Convergence

escaping out of
my self constructed prison
into your embrace

bourbon
ice cubes
slowly melting

Safety

in the forest glen
a dappled fawn lies hidden
in the underbrush

shrouded
cloaked within
our own narrative

Nostalgia

living in the past
reaching out for the echoes
of what used to be

wistful
remembering the way
things never were

Communion

iPhone vibrating
mocking my attempt to be
at one with nature

meditation
water threading
between my toes