Gaia

bobcats and black bear
mark their territory in
the suburban wild

predawn-
awakened again
by coyotes

Shadows

falling amber rain
collecting in brackish pools
under a street light

a moment
flash lit raindrops
suspended in time

Kismet

unkempt and homeless
in need of a shower and
a touch of kindness

pray that fate
doesn’t bring you
to my level

Scars

it’s just a small cut
and it’s the last time, I swear
until the next one

self destruction
a trail of history
on my arms

Apprehension

since you got sent home
I’ve been sitting by your side
praying you’ll return

waiting-
trying not
to lose hope

Risk

don’t gamble on me
there’s far too much at stake and
you don’t know the score

what you see
I choose
to show

Peace

longing for the time
when there is no one to please
and nowhere to be

cherished,
those few minutes
between calls

Anxiety

I’m never alone
my ally, my enemy
you’re always with me

ever present
that little voice
of self doubt

Patience

adrift in the tide
seagulls carving lazy arcs
through the azure sky

becalmed,
awaiting the moon
and the fish

Comfort

a cold winter night
staccato rain on the roof
you, keeping me warm

winter’s eve
with you, I’m
warm inside