Decline

a chance encounter
just glimpse of your face then
you’re lost in the crowd

incoming tide-
all these memories
built on sand

Quiet

a prick and a push-
quelling my inner deamons
for just a moment

thunder-
reveling in
the sudden silence

Atonement

pleading for my life-
attempting to atone for
the wrongs that I’ve done

morning dew-
my sins cast
upon the water

Reflection

a golden eagle-
soaring as the sun sinks on
a cumbrian lake

reflections-
autumn leaves
in the water

Floating

a sudden silence
painful accusations still
hanging in the air

tiny monarchs-
weightless
milkweed seeds

Harvest

a shaft of sunlight-
the autumnal equinox
finally arrives

apple harvest-
lengthening shadows
mark the time

Autumn

herds of fallen leaves
stampeding across my yard
following the wind

lakeside-
leaves crisping
beneath my feet

Reprieve

the pen freshly inked
yet hesitating over
whose name is written

falling leaves-
unheard, a hawk
passes overhead

Clouds

rough fisherman’s hands
haul up the day’s catch under
a mackerel sky

circling hawks-
shark skin clouds
promising rain

Homeless

in the stinging rain
waiting by the library
for the doors to open

sleeping rough-
water from the downspout
soaking his coat