Change

light plays on the walls
alternating blue and red
the sirens, silent

puddles in the street
turning to steam
in the sun

Sol

the sky burns crimson
in anticipation of
the ocean’s embrace

dawn chorus
an homage to
the rising sun

Passage

brief is our passage
across the river of time
into the unknown

oak saplings
from acorns
never unearthed

Shadow

dealing with the grief
of saying goodbye to you
for the final time

rest
at last
in peace

Serenade

the wetland chorus
a glorious counterpoint
to my daily grind

a Hooded Warbler
wakes me with
flights of fancy

Rebirth

no matter how far
the vanishing road takes me
I always return

nirvana awaits
yet I’m not
quite ready

Rebound

unable to sleep
in what used to be our home
Feeling your echo

labyrinthine walls
reflecting back
your hollow voice

Return

the clinking of ice
he signals the bartender
for just one more drink

false dawn
an owl returning
to it’s nest

Daydreaming

the spinning wheel turns
fingers idly making thread
while the mind wanders

adrift
on a sea
of imagination

Vixen

a warm summer night
the plaintive cries of a fox
echo from the woods

a burrow
tail wrapped
around her kits