Beginnings
We walk the worn paths
Of an unexplored landscape
The first of many
Category Archives: Time
Mirage
Heat searing the dunes
Visions of water beckon
Far in the distance.
Luna
Weightless in the sky
The rim of a silver cup
Spilling out the night
Shadow
The crook of my arm
Cradling ebony silk
Purring in my ear
Millstone
Old memories found
In the back of the closet
Hiding in the gloom
Contentment
In our bed, half asleep
The years of comfort found in
The space between us
Missing
In a copse of trees
Entwined in vines, a slowly
Rusting tricycle
Passing
I caught your eye then
I glanced down at my cell phone
And you kept walking
Ephemeral
As midnight’s tide ebbs
The wet sand saves our footprints
But for a moment
Dust
We of painted clay
Molded from the living earth
Destined to return