Jamaica
from across the beach-
the hollow silver ring of
a turtle drum band
–
a cold red stripe-
cabana lights
gently sway
Category Archives: Night
Andrew
night at terlingua
the glow of the fire beneath
a blanket of stars
–
desert sands-
rising embers
greet the stars
Senses
your head on my chest
my face buried in your hair
breathing in your scent
–
the witching hour-
watching your heart
softly beating
Dreaming
the face of the moon
in the company of stars
greets me as I wake
–
dream weaving-
pale ghosts of trees
in the moonlight
Night Owl
my bed calls to me
impossible to ignore
but yet I still try
–
waxing moon-
gliding down
on silent wings
Blackout
candle lit windows
on the way to Rodanthe
fending off the night
–
the fire’s glow-
darkness
at my back
Arc
the early morning sun
walks amid the wet grass and
turns the dew to gold
–
twilight-
memories of dreams
most elusive
Remembrance
in a dusty tin
a collection of the days
that lead me to you
–
withered leaves-
the memories of
an old diary
History
continuity-
ancient traditions upheld
for generations
–
lichens on stone-
the huron pine
adds another ring
Driven
quarter past midnight-
the breath of the city through
my open window
–
leafless trees-
darkened cars through
the driving rain