Solitude

floating alone on
an odd patch of flat water
in amidst the waves

open windows-
a raven shelters
from the storm

Sun

the fall of the year-
bare limbs of towering trees
reaching for the sun

sunrise-
amber leaves
on the water

Lost

years of wasted time
of opportunities lost
and then you were gone

ancient water-
black scales sink
beneath the surface

Regret

every single day
regrettable decisions
I can’t seem to stop

waiting in vain-
a puddle
of streetlight

Deluge

an ocean of books
barely able to slake my
thirst for the unknown

gunmetal clouds-
stepping outside
into the deluge

Colors

sunset on the lake
threading my wet fingers through
tangerine waters

salmon skies-
october morning
the hills ablaze

Destination

driving down the road
catching a glimpse of my wife
in the passing train.

flat water-
migrating geese
pass overhead

Liars

subtle subversions
deflection, misdirection-
tools of the liar

a rocky stream-
mockingbirds
in the wood

Difference

I may be different
but I am not a problem
that needs to be solved

fly fishing-
different clouds
under the same sky

Farm

stalks of winter wheat
growing through the rusty frame
of an old tractor

rising light-
a tattered scarecrow
greets the sun