Pond
a grove of white oaks
standing in a flooded field-
leafless in summer
–
silver on black-
the koi swim
in the moon
a grove of white oaks
standing in a flooded field-
leafless in summer
–
silver on black-
the koi swim
in the moon
deep in the night sky
beyond the reach of the sun
lost among the stars
–
desert sky-
asleep under
the constellations
a waking nightmare-
here monsters fear to tread
into the darkness
–
black water-
probing the depths
of depravity
tongue already sharp
another shot of bourbon
hones the razors edge
–
rain slicked asphalt-
streetlights glare
in the gutter
the night fog a shroud
fallen from your bare shoulders
draped about your feet
–
a vernal pool-
naiads bathing in
the moonlight
as the grey moon sets
the young sun rises above
a new horizon
–
the church yard-
low night bells
toll the new year
approaching midnight-
hoping for the winds of change
to blow strong this year
–
fading daylight-
the future pinned
to our youth
dawn passes to dusk
giving rise to winter and
the fall of the year
–
on a cold wind-
another year gone
without notice
sitting on the stoop-
strangers walking past me with
judgment in their eyes
–
icy concrete steps-
wrought iron railings
rusted through
a day at the beach-
budding romance captured in
faded polaroids
–
sundown-
walking slowly
hand in hand