Decisions

a vial of poison-
reminiscences of you
held up to my lips

desert skies-
reflections of death
in the watering hole

Veteran

I close my eyes and
before sleep overtakes me
I pray for those I’ve killed

fireworks-
earplugs in
a darkened room

Chips

over chips and drinks
the sounds of friendship filter
through my old screen door

dark windows-
piles of chips
shufflled cards

Bird

tufts of rabbit fur
strewn across the forest floor
beneath the owls nest

burning sands-
the condor casts
a broad shadow

Trigger

rooted to the ground
frozen, my mind replaying
one moment in time

blinding sun-
the city street
unnaturally quiet

Beach

the incoming tide
laps the shore and erases
our sandy footprints

whispering surf-
driftwood
in the reeds

Sand

asleep on the beach-
so far away from winter
and your icy touch

caribbean surf-
tracing lazy circles
on the small your back

Harvest

early summer hay
cut by hand and harvested
drying in the sun

short shadows-
winnowing wheat
under the burning sun

Frost

icy autumn breath
a sliver of the full moon
gazes down on me

morning run-
frozen leaves
crunch underfoot

Scotland

coastal bittersweet-
north winds blow the raging sea
against the breakers

highland cliffs-
amethyst heather
in bloom