Morning
awake in my bed-
dawn eases through my window
gilding all I see
–
a web of stars-
blackbird songs
invades my dreams
Category Archives: Time
Return
the lobsterman’s wife
watching the lighthouse at the
dying of the day
–
silent passage-
darkening water
laps the shore
Memories
underneath my bed
photos of my childhood
slowly fading lies
–
an old cigar box-
sacred relics
of my youth
Kiss
home with my regrets
I should have asked for a kiss
when I had the chance
–
your upturned lips-
moths flutter
in the porch light
Escape
alone on the road
speeding towards oblivion
far away from you
–
velvet panic-
our safe word
forgotten
Aged
his paper thin skin
stretched across arthritic hands
so easily bruised
–
a spreading elm-
our initials
overgrown
Memorial
family outings
picnics paid for with the blood
of fallen soldiers
–
small flags-
dates carved
in cold granite
Flowers
lace curtains drawn back-
shadows of tiger lilies
adorning my walls
–
breakfast for one-
fresh cut blooms
on the table
Shore
a cool ocean breeze
comes onshore and brings the taste
of salt to my lips
–
low tide-
footprints of gulls
in the wet sand
Tornados
dark foreboding clouds
low in the afternoon sky
harbingers of doom
–
soft rain-
broken trees
and power lines