Return

the lobsterman’s wife
watching the lighthouse at the
dying of the day

silent passage-
darkening water
laps the shore

Serenity

pockets of moonlight
across the rippled surface
of a mountain lake

midnight water-
still dragonflies
dimple the surface

Escape

alone on the road
speeding towards oblivion
far away from you

velvet panic-
our safe word
forgotten

Ash

clouds out ash and dust-
the soil of this arid land
affords no purchase

orange skies-
rivers of black glass
plunge into the sea

Stars

pinpoints of starlight
fall from the firmament and
streak across the sky

midnight-
lines of fire
split the sky

Tornados

dark foreboding clouds
low in the afternoon sky
harbingers of doom

soft rain-
broken trees
and power lines

Lightning

a cool cloudy night-
the horizon aglow with
fingers of lighting

dry lightning-
fire licks the walks
of the arroyo

Beach

seagulls hovering
wings outstretched and motionless
faced into the wind

sunrise-
beach sand in her
wind blown hair

Barns

blue moonlight drips through
holes in the tattered shingles
onto the barn floor

peeling red paint-
the barn door
hangs askew

Dawn

rivers of sunlight-
the waking ocean meets the sky
and the coming dawn

sunrise-
morning glory
blossoms