Risk
the time has come to
take my heart down off the shelf
and gift it to you
–
long winter shadows-
a snowshoe hare
braves the sun
the time has come to
take my heart down off the shelf
and gift it to you
–
long winter shadows-
a snowshoe hare
braves the sun
a grin escapes me-
one unseen piece of salmon
stuck to my cats nose
–
in the shadows-
my petite
stalker
from a different life
the passing of an old friend
rests on my shoulders
–
moonrise-
a silver wind
sways the curtains
the black charred remnants
of forty years of marriage
smolder between us
–
a fallen tree-
reduced
to ash
almost a month now-
how can I still be finding
crumbs in our bed
–
fresh coffee-
your side of the bed
is still warm
feeling impotent
my head full of words but I’m
unable to speak
–
snow fall-
staring out my
hospital window
on my mantlepiece
rest all the pieces of you
finally at peace
–
love letters-
ashes of
old flames
another phone call-
your tired face deeply etched
with dissapointment
–
drifting snow-
fox prints near
an empty hutch
a lovers embrace
two hot tempers intertwine
leaving just ashes
–
falling snow-
crackling in
our fireplace
waiting on my touch
your warm skin rising up in
anticipation
–
rose petals-
the taste of
your breath