Desert
ghosts walk the streets of
an abandoned mining town
out of the shadows
–
desert shade-
sand dancing
across the road
Category Archives: Sound
Translucent
anger in the air
reflections in the window
barely ghosts of us
–
cat tails-
the calm surface
minnows just below
History
continuity-
ancient traditions upheld
for generations
–
lichens on stone-
the huron pine
adds another ring
Workers
fields of wildflowers
fastidiously tended
by hard working bees
–
summer afternoon-
nectar turning
to honey
Ocean
the sun reaching down
tenderly kissing the edge
of the atlantic
–
sandpipers-
morning waves
kiss my feet
Driven
quarter past midnight-
the breath of the city through
my open window
–
leafless trees-
darkened cars through
the driving rain
Stone
a taste of freedom-
locked within a castle mount
above the meadows
–
afternoon heat-
careful hands
fitting stone
History
roaring bonfires burn-
shadows of ancient stones paint
the salisbury plain
–
waning daylight-
a crow stands guard
over those long dead
Lakeside
alone on the dock-
staring into the remnants
of the setting sun
–
skipping stones-
bats take wing
before the moon
Hesitation
stalled at the crossroads
the future hinging upon
a stranger’s kindness
–
canna lilies-
the hummingbird
indecisive