Reflecting

searching for reasons
why I blame everyone else
for my own failings

brooding skies-
trees reflected
in iron water

Dawn

shadows of the moon
climbing down from the treetops
to hide from the sun

lakeside dawn-
eider ducks
begin to stir

bird

in a copper bowl
beneath a blooming dogwood
a robin splashes

sudden showers-
a crow flies
through the rain

Leaves

I am but a leaf
countless among the masses
on the tree of life

approaching autumn-
spring leaves
begin to fall

Squirrel

one hapless squirrel-
suddenly half the city
plunged into darkness

pulling weeds-
squirrels drop acorns
on my head

Browning

a copse of willows-
long verdant tresses brunette
in the evening light

prolonged drought-
green pastures
turn to dust

Mourning

cold tears of mourning
mix with the rain as I turn
my face to the sky

false dawn-
I’m sill here
without you

Crime

reliving the past
what lengths I wouldn’t go to
for absolution

dogwood blossoms-
blue jays raid
a sparrow nest

Summer

searing hot asphalt-
children splash in the water
from a cracked hydrant

heavy branches-
in the shade
a rope swing

Shadow

long evening shadows-
the sun half hidden behind
a stand of live oaks

sleepless-
my mind puts flesh
on the shadows