Cats

wind at the windows-
as I move to tend the fire
the cat takes my seat

late winter morn-
my calico sleeps
in a patch of sun

Tide

the slow push of surf-
a lighthouse in the distance
obscured by the fog

distant foghorns
cairns lost
to the tide

Suicide

clutching thoughts and prayers
while we let those who suffer
slip through our fingers

predawn chill-
sleeping children
suddenly fatherless

Disaster

horizontal rain-
fractured palms and broken dreams
tumble down the street

dark greasy smoke-
The sky lit
by falling embers

Insomnia

dull red numerals-
precious sleep stolen away
minute by minute

the wee hours-
eyes wide open
In the darkness

Transition

late afternoon sun-
snow fades to grass as winter
draws to a close

red feathers-
in the snow
a purple crocus

Wind

gauzy white and gray
shifting in the breeze on a
cerulean sea

morning sun-
dust rises from
the desert floor

Birds

softly melting snow-
the trumpets of returning
canadian geese

the ides of march-
a robin graces
my dogwood tree

Moonlight

dark forest shadows
stand in stark relief against
the cold moonlit snow

silver moonlight-
mercury in
retrograde

Sunrise

the treetops aglow
crimson branches reaching to
touch the new born sun

unfolding leaves-
the morning sun
kisses the trees
#sunrise