Communion

iPhone vibrating
mocking my attempt to be
at one with nature

meditation
water threading
between my toes

Detritus

I drag my feet through
the dust of relationships
that I’ve left behind

shuffling
forward into
an empty future

Expiration

a dying ember
brightened by love’s final breath
at last extinguished

autumn
the last robin
falls silent

Walking

a trail of bent grass
left behind by my roaming
for you to follow

newly fallen snow
you’re walking
in my footsteps

Being

who I am is just
in between who I was and
who I will become

my future
hinges on keeping
my past promises

Elders

as I walk this earth
I tread on those before me
my path paved with love

footsteps
your past guides
my future

Lost

a bicycle bell
she speeds by, skirt fluttering
laughter in the wind

She’s gone
before I know
it’s her

Yardwork

amid the spring blooms
autumn’s final vestiges
at last put to rest

fallen leaves-
in time become
new soil

Unseen

footprints in the grass
below my bedroom widow
revealed by the dawn

hidden-
disguised by the night
peering undetected

Drifting

when I’ve lost my way
the candle in your window
beckons me back home

wandering-
guided towards
your light