Sea
salty air, your hair
blown about your face by the
wind off the water
–
rising smoke-
below decks
on the ferry.
Category Archives: Smoke
Rising
staying up all night
just to fall asleep with you
and the breaking dawn
–
frogs in the trees-
rising woodsmoke
staining the sunset
Extinguished
freshly turned earth falls
from the back of my shovel
burying the light
–
overcast skies-
a tenuous flame
turns to smoke
Fire
a guttering flame
struggling to hold the wick
before going out
–
roiling clouds-
searing winds blow
the grasslands ablaze
Youth
staring at myself
the mirror reflecting my
wasted innocence
–
shoeless-
a ragged doll
on dusty road
Lines
night in the forest
an passing train rumbling
off in the distance
–
distant music-
blackbirds perched
on power lines
Perspective
looking at myself
amid the twisted wreckage
of my ruined car
–
mourning doves-
lost in the white
of the winter sky
Murder
horror on parade
the fires of war march on while
death wields the baton
–
a murder of crows-
five men lower
their rifles
Marriage
falling off my bike
I become one with the earth
for just a moment
–
june twilight-
our vows float away
on paper lanterns
Rising
frost on the windows-
heat from the radiator
rustles the curtains
–
warm boots-
glowing embers
adrift in the smoke