Repose
on a raven lake
the moon lies sleeping under
a blanket of stars
–
soft lapping-
the moon unwound
beside me
on a raven lake
the moon lies sleeping under
a blanket of stars
–
soft lapping-
the moon unwound
beside me
guttering gas lamps
weakly lighting the platform
where she waits, in vain
–
the scent of jasmine-
a silent stream
turns to ice
a deep mountain pool
overflowing with moonlight
waiting on the rain
–
predawn silence-
dew collects
on fallen leaves
picking myself up
from all the times I’ve fallen
back in love with you
–
floating ice-
piling up
downstream
tumbling down hill
chatting and laughing aloud
running to the sea
–
freshly frozen-
on the lake shore
crackled glass
bitter grievances
at the holiday table
long past time for peace
–
unrelenting
a winter river
choked with ice
lingering on a
sea of empty promises
wet with resentment
–
dripping-
an eagle’s
empty talons
on the river bank
the flashing of fireflies
set the trees alight
–
soaring gulls
an empty shell
half in the sand
clinging to the flames
my mortal sins escape me
carried by the wind
–
absolution
casting bread
upon the water
after images
through the rain streaked windowpanes
impending thunder
–
mountain stream
a whisper of
quiet nonsense