Storm

in the pre dawn hours
the sounds of distant thunder
lull me back to sleep

a hard rain
drumming on
rhododendrons

Passage

brief is our passage
across the river of time
into the unknown

oak saplings
from acorns
never unearthed

Shadow

dealing with the grief
of saying goodbye to you
for the final time

rest
at last
in peace

Aurora

coruscating veils
of yellow, purple, and green
midnight in Norway

pebbled skin
perfectly
camouflaged

Folly

these poorly built walls
of isolationism
so easily breached

a spreading oak
the cat awaits
her safe descent

Petrichor

the rain’s heady scent
rolls in on the thickened air
of the coming storm

hummingbirds
weave the air above
a honeysuckle vine

Rebirth

no matter how far
the vanishing road takes me
I always return

nirvana awaits
yet I’m not
quite ready

Humanity

black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls

a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard

Aura

when I’m in shadow
you pull me into the light
and show me the sun

old driftwood
a salamander
basking

Waterfall

long flowing tresses
cascade down from her shoulders
swirling at her feet

running
fast and free
into the future