Transition

as night turns to day
the glow of the morning star
hidden by the dawn

last night’s coals
by my breath
flare to life

Sleep

steering through the shoals
drawn in by the siren’s song
of my flannel sheets

coveting
the cool side
of her pillow

Southern

lacy spanish moss
draping across Savannah’s
majestic live oaks

wooden rocking chair
under a porch fan
tatting doilies

Sunset

windows thrown open
sheer curtains gently wafting
in the evening breeze

becoming Icarus
flying westward
chasing the sun

Light

sunflowers in bloom
all turning in unison
to bask in the sun

a salamander
atop a fence post
awaits the dawn

Rebirth

the light of hope shines
across the vastness of space
from a long dead star

a fallen oak
sprouting
shiitakes

Heat

thin tendrils of smoke
weave the final tapestry
of a dying fire

rose petals
still warm from
the evening sun

Sol

gathering sunlight
wakes the tangled vines of shy
morning glory blooms

rustling leaves
a shaft of light
warming my cat

Intimacy

lips brushing her neck
the whisper of her shoulder
just touching my cheek

caught standing
in your warm
footprints

Outdoor

deck lights turning on
unexpected visitor’s
nose against the glass

rising smoke
camp fire
embers