Rebirth
the light of hope shines
across the vastness of space
from a long dead star
–
a fallen oak
sprouting
shiitakes
the light of hope shines
across the vastness of space
from a long dead star
–
a fallen oak
sprouting
shiitakes
gathering sunlight
wakes the tangled vines of shy
morning glory blooms
–
rustling leaves
a shaft of light
warming my cat
stilling the waters
the taste of salt on my lips
from kissing your tears
–
the loon’s cry
rising sun over
a winter lake
the passage of time
etched deep in the wrinkles on
his leathery face
–
turning leaves
a bed of moss lit
by stippled sunlight
spreading alder boughs
provide little respite from
the stifling heat
–
impression
of my sole
in asphalt
joyful innocence
unencumbered by malice
that’s yet to be learned
–
the parched forest glen
desperately awaits
the lightning
freshly mown hay fields
drenched in the long warm rays of
the afternoon sun
–
an deep indigo sky
with you, the Perseids
and a warm blanket
a clandestine tryst
made all the more exciting
by the recklessness
–
high desert sun
entwined eagles
fall to the earth
old creases deepen
as a smile comes unbidden
to his weathered face
–
morning glory
blossom opens
to greet the sun
when I’m in shadow
you pull me into the light
and show me the sun
–
old driftwood
a salamander
basking