Pond

a grove of white oaks
standing in a flooded field-
leafless in summer

silver on black-
the koi swim
in the moon

Skies

deep in the night sky
beyond the reach of the sun
lost among the stars

desert sky-
asleep under
the constellations

Corruption

a waking nightmare-
here monsters fear to tread
into the darkness

black water-
probing the depths
of depravity

Alcohol

tongue already sharp
another shot of bourbon
hones the razors edge

rain slicked asphalt-
streetlights glare
in the gutter

Naked

the night fog a shroud
fallen from your bare shoulders
draped about your feet

a vernal pool-
naiads bathing in
the moonlight

Cusp

as the grey moon sets
the young sun rises above
a new horizon

the church yard-
low night bells
toll the new year

Hope

approaching midnight-
hoping for the winds of change
to blow strong this year

fading daylight-
the future pinned
to our youth

Time

dawn passes to dusk
giving rise to winter and
the fall of the year

on a cold wind-
another year gone
without notice

Precarious

sitting on the stoop-
strangers walking past me with
judgment in their eyes

icy concrete steps-
wrought iron railings
rusted through

Age

a day at the beach-
budding romance captured in
faded polaroids

sundown-
walking slowly
hand in hand