Cemetery

an old church graveyard
dogwood petals salt the ground
o’er the waiting dead

grey rain-
tumbled stones
on hallowed ground

Distance

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

fields of lavender-
safe spaces
inside her head

City

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

distant sirens-
my room awash
in a neon glow

Shoah

ashen metal sky-
slowly rolling cattle cars
descend into hell

chain link fence-
the walking dead
in black and white

Desert

a whole life reduced
to two dust covered and scuffed
satchels by her feet

cold desert night-
the tent offers
poor respite

Missing

the bathroom door locked –
water covers the threshold
soaking the carpet

echos in the hallway-
your phone goes
straight to voice mail

Payment

one thing is certain-
with the taxes completed
l just wait for death

lights dim-
a life’s debt
repaid

Macabre

writing in the dark-
I dip my pen into the
inkwell of the night

a forest path-
fallen trees
turn to dust

Suicide

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

predawn chill-
sleeping children
suddenly fatherless

Drip

rust stained porcelain-
hard metallic drips echo
off the bathroom sink

far from sleep-
the dripping faucet
maddening