Danger

a clandestine tryst
made all the more exciting
by the recklessness

high desert sun
entwined eagles
fall to the earth

Exhausted

physically drained
emotionally wiped out
I have no spoons left

driftwood
beaten by
the surf

Colors

shades from dark to pale
each made up of the other
standing arm in arm

frigid night
streaks of fire
light the sky

Humanity

black and blue and bruised
pinned to the ropes but fighting
for our very souls

a hard rain
drenches all
with no regard

Aura

when I’m in shadow
you pull me into the light
and show me the sun

old driftwood
a salamander
basking

Deceit

tiny little lies
the mortar between the stones
of my foundation

morning
glistening on
silken threads

Eventide

the sun’s departure
as the day draws to a close
burns the ombré sky

fireflies
against the
dawn of night

Bigotry

the thinnest veneer
of our civilization
so easily torn

scissors-
crisp, fresh
white sheets

Perspective

patiently waiting
the river of time seems to
slow to a trickle

mayflies
in the pond
a snapping turtle

Raptor

a kestrel soaring
circling on warm updrafts
focused on its prey

wings swept
plummeting
earthward