Silver
moonlight runs into
the soft hollow of your throat
and spills down your breast
–
blue black night
the grey owl
becomes the moon
Category Archives: Sky
Aglow
luminous, rising
from below an ebony lake
in her hand, a sword
–
sunlit hillsides
shadows rolling
slowly to the shore
Water
after images
through the rain streaked windowpanes
impending thunder
–
mountain stream
a whisper of
quiet nonsense
Autumn
an eclipse of moths
dancing around the asters
joyful for the fall
–
october dawn
sycamore seeds
drifting in the breeze
Balloons
aloft and adrift
floating ever so gently
just out of my grasp
–
innocence
tethered
by a string
Shade
an ominous day
dark clouds pass before the sun
portents of ruin
–
stippled hillsides
revealing light and
fleeting shadows
Tired
dressed in homespun
with an old straw broom, barefoot
sweeping the dirt floor
–
breaking sun
moist soil on
the coffin’s lid
Contour
tracing my fingers
across the sinuous curves
of your arching back
–
the crescent moon
your lips turn
towards mine
Alar
walking with my thoughts
the sudden flurry of wings
once more I’m alone
–
circling on updrafts
watching the fish
take wing
Emergence
a wolf’s low howling
echoes down the canyon walls
mournful and hollow
–
bathed in sunlight
a new swallowtail
unfurls it’s wings