Soul

my old tired soul
steeped in warm flowing water
washing me away

frozen windows-
winter winds blow
through my soul

Rough

a pile of old clothes-
years of living on the street
etched deep in her face

dirty snow-
sleep arrives on
a cardboard box

Betrayal

lying here in bed
unnbeknownst to you your trust
already betrayed

heavy fog-
your train leaves
without me

Weather

a cold rain falling-
trying to stay warm with tales
of wine and whiskey

white mountains-
caribou freeze
at a cracking branch

Kiss

the warm light of dawn
eases in through the curtains
and kisses your cheek

early light-
a gentle kiss on
your sleeping head

Breeze

wind in the rushes-
dawn breaks on a night-heron
stalking the salt marsh

onshore breezes-
deep in the fen
the cattails sing

Ice

far icy mountains
bathed in shades of white and blue
float on arctic seas

broken ice-
polar bears
search for respite

Fire

warm embers of clouds
gilded rose and violet
from the rising sun

dawn moon-
a crow alights
on an ashen branch

Death

with a poisoned pen
I write stories in the blood
of the innocent

desert sagebrush-
rattlesnakes hidden
in plain sight

Shadows

golden morning light
drapes across the pristine snow-
dark bamboo shadows

late afternoon-
shadows cast by
window blind
 
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