Passage

a flash of silver
bright water patters and breaks
the woodland silence

finally unfettered
carried aloft
on golden wings

Shoreline

as the tide comes in
the quiet surf erases
our mingled footprints

salt breezes
clammers digging
in the wet sand

Shock

distant sirens wail
slowly I realize that
you’re not coming home

a warm shower
startled awake
by the telephone

Recollections

our favorite booth
fond memories now haunting
a table for one

calm water
the shadow of
a rope swing

Amour

your licorice lips
the taste of clove and anise
lingers on my tongue

quiet sunrise
a rose bud
slowly opens

Transitions

freshly cut flowers
in a wreath of fallen leaves
laid upon your grave

curled sepia photos
seeds taking root in
freshly turned earth

Release

wrapped in a blanket
of condolence and comfort
still mired in grief

shooting stars
crossing skyward
on golden wings

Additions

with needle sharp teeth
and razor edged claws they tear
my curtains to shreds

silence-
the thunder
of tiny feet

Compassion

kindness costs nothing
but a small smile, a warm heart,
and a bit of love

cold pavement
wrapped in the gift
of a warm blanket

Together

barely enough room
in my zippered sleeping bag
for the two of us

white footprints
your hand
tightly in mine