Regret
every single day
regrettable decisions
I can’t seem to stop
–
waiting in vain-
a puddle
of streetlight
every single day
regrettable decisions
I can’t seem to stop
–
waiting in vain-
a puddle
of streetlight
late autumn evenings-
tarnished copper trees framing
skies of polished bronze
–
crisp air-
hunting in
the night sky
sunset on the lake
threading my wet fingers through
tangerine waters
–
salmon skies-
october morning
the hills ablaze
the window broken-
in the unlit house glass shards
crunching underfoot
–
descending silence-
a wizened elm
uprooted
glowing in the dark
the distant lights, reflections
off Jamaica bay
–
twilight-
each firefly
tells a story
flags snap in the wind-
lines of waves begin to break
over silver sands
–
snoring-
warm breath
on my neck
how can one be blind
to the light that shines within
your beautiful soul
–
orion-
etching of
the evening sky
howling in the night
a cold wind pounds on my door
straining the hinges
–
black rain-
branches scrape
my darkened window
in the stinging rain
waiting by the library
for the doors to open
–
sleeping rough-
water from the downspout
soaking his coat
children of gaia-
seeking purchase in every
crack in the pavement
–
dripping eaves-
english ivy climbs
these old stone walls