Heat

thin tendrils of smoke
weave the final tapestry
of a dying fire

rose petals
still warm from
the evening sun

Outdoor

deck lights turning on
unexpected visitor’s
nose against the glass

rising smoke
camp fire
embers

Aglow

the round amber moon
slides behind a silver veil
woven in the sky

heat lightning
revealing clouds
from within

Chatter

on the autumn breeze
woodsmoke and conversations
wafting through the air

wetland banter
summer evening
an open window

Reflection

feeling the glass give
reaching in through the mirror
to pull myself out

glassy water
ripples spread
across the surface

Anticipation

joyful innocence
unencumbered by malice
that’s yet to be learned

the parched forest glen
desperately awaits
the lightning

Loss

glowing embers blow
through gnarled ashen limbs and
pallid withered leaves

a cigarette butt
untold miles of
scorched forest

FUD

a misty red haze
growing stronger feeding on
hate, fear, and anger

cold rain
wolves circle
a wounded deer

Beneath

hatred is poison
turning ignorance and fear
into pure evil

meandering river
crocodiles wait
just below the surface

Deceit

tiny little lies
the mortar between the stones
of my foundation

morning
glistening on
silken threads