Rain

on the horizon
thunderclouds loom low, heavy
with impending rain

pounding drums
turning slowly to
polite applause

Chill

as dawn approaches
the breath of autumn whispers
in the swirling leaves

barefoot at dawn
walking in the surf
I draw you closer

Transition

as night turns to day
the glow of the morning star
hidden by the dawn

last night’s coals
by my breath
flare to life

Sunset

windows thrown open
sheer curtains gently wafting
in the evening breeze

becoming Icarus
flying westward
chasing the sun

Honed

working the block plane
paper thin curls of maple
littering the floor

a snowy owl
gliding silently
across the night

Pillars

a symbol of strength
welcoming travelers that
seek her destruction

in the forest
of fallen oaks
a sapling grows

Light

sunflowers in bloom
all turning in unison
to bask in the sun

a salamander
atop a fence post
awaits the dawn

Rebirth

the light of hope shines
across the vastness of space
from a long dead star

a fallen oak
sprouting
shiitakes

Sol

gathering sunlight
wakes the tangled vines of shy
morning glory blooms

rustling leaves
a shaft of light
warming my cat

Glimmers

slow rhythmic moonlight
shining across the surface
of a mountain lake

an old rope swings
calm lake water
before the fall