Glimmers

slow rhythmic moonlight
shining across the surface
of a mountain lake

an old rope swings
calm lake water
before the fall

Freedom

white sprays of sea foam
torn loose from the crashing waves
aloft in the wind

open ocean
gulls soaring
into the wind

Change

light plays on the walls
alternating blue and red
the sirens, silent

puddles in the street
turning to steam
in the sun

Sol

the sky burns crimson
in anticipation of
the ocean’s embrace

dawn chorus
an homage to
the rising sun

Flight

broad wings outstretched
running across the water
before taking flight

rustling leaves
wind mulling over
a goose’s wing

Distance

across the table
the chasm between us grows
wider day by day

a sudden stampede
of white horses
August rains

Sorrow

stilling the waters
the taste of salt on my lips
from kissing your tears

the loon’s cry
rising sun over
a winter lake

Nocturne

relaxing at last
working out in the garden
under the moonlight

high silver clouds
a beaver breaks
the water’s surface

Remnants

a resting mayfly
the dimples in the water
signaling a carp

spreading ripples
a gossamer wing
on the surface

Rush

when put to paper
a masterpiece is born from
a single feather

a stream flows
from my hand
in fits and starts