Distance

grey unseeing eyes-
where do you go when you’re gone
far away from here

fields of lavender-
safe spaces
inside her head

Fences

butterflies flutter-
goldenrod grows along side
lines of split rail fence

the feed wagon-
cattle gather
along the fences

City

a dank feeble breeze-
the rumble of the el train
passing my window

distant sirens-
my room awash
in a neon glow

Paint

rain thunders outside-
oil painted landscapes smearing
against my window

old masters-
failing vision
frozen in time

Shoah

ashen metal sky-
slowly rolling cattle cars
descend into hell

chain link fence-
the walking dead
in black and white

Green

verdant sunlight-
hillsides dappled by the shade
from the passing clouds

sea foam-
emerald hills
flecked with sheep

Smith

muscle and sinew-
soot stained and glistening from
the heat of the forge

shimmering heat-
the cold ring of
hammer on steel

Wind

a cool morning breeze-
silver waves ripple across
unmown fields of grass

gulls over the beach-
cattails bowed to
the rising sun

Commuter

walking from the train
a soft rain begins to wash
off the day’s burdens

eyes closed-
rocked to sleep
among strangers

Campfire

telling ghost stories-
embers on the rising smoke
mixing with the stars

distant howls-
another log
feeds the fire