Blight

awaiting the fall-
swayed by the prevailing winds
rotten at the core

scrub grass-
remnants of glass
in peeling sashes

Idle

rising car exhaust
lifted on the morning breeze
before dissolving

the waning sun-
at the curb
idling

Blackbird

curling ocean waves-
the blackbird’s white feathered wings
touch an azure sky

glass dipped in frost-
a magpie taps
at my window

History

sepia photos
memories of summerfields
slowly turn to dust

summer sky-
carousel music
on the pier

Below

I’m holding my breath-
when I hit bottom I know
you’ll help me exhale

ripples of light-
the water’s surface
far above

Insomnia

staring at the clock
waiting an eternity
for the time to change

my mind’s ear-
wide awake
in the dark

Liar

a postulant soul
emerges from the shadows
selling fools false light

silver tongues-
gilded lies and
tainted truths

Walking

autumn afternoon-
the sound of a cricket lost
amid the tall grass

rotting wood-
silent shadows
of the forest

Rain

staccato drumming-
the evening rain disappears
into the night’s fog

scorched earth-
rain on the tin roof
far too late

Chaos

river clay and dust
takes on a life of its own
much to my chagrin

pounding rain-
the stream a torrent
of mud and debris