Vixen
a warm summer night
the plaintive cries of a fox
echo from the woods
–
a burrow
tail wrapped
around her kits
Category Archives: Sound
Peace
longing for the time
when there is no one to please
and nowhere to be
–
cherished,
those few minutes
between calls
Zephyr
an old wind wanders
aimlessly, its raspy voice
barely a whisper
–
dry leaves
huddle
in the corner
Alarm
this morning’s bugle
reveille played by finches
outside my window
–
birdsong
pulling me
from slumber
Deluge
a flash of lighting
tears the fabric of the night
letting in the rain
–
wet brilliance
slicing through
shadows
Disturbance
watching while you sleep
your gentle breath, warm and sweet
so easily stilled
–
echoes of
silence spread
throughout the night
Drenched
after the rain storm
mossy scent of wet pavement
steaming in the heat
–
suddenly
heavy raindrops
bursting
Lost
a bicycle bell
she speeds by, skirt fluttering
laughter in the wind
–
She’s gone
before I know
it’s her
Surf
waves topped by whitecaps
crash onto the jetty far
below my window
–
breaking waves-
ocean and shore
sotto voce
Tides
slow ocean waves
push the gathering sea foam
gently into shore
–
murmuring-
the ocean whispers
to the shore