our favorite booth
fond memories now haunting
a table for one
–
calm water
the shadow of
a rope swing
Category: Sky
Amour
your licorice lips
the taste of clove and anise
lingers on my tongue
–
quiet sunrise
a rose bud
slowly opens
Luna
a slice of the night
carved out of a starless sky
gleaming, motionless
–
chaff in the wind
burnished brass
low on the horizon
Fields
the november breeze
ushers in the harvest of
amber winter wheat
–
windblown clouds
shadows glide
over golden fields
Commune
seeking mindfulness
and wisdom while studying
in nature’s classroom
–
spring rains
buried acorns
start to seed
Evening
ghost of summer’s sun
ring tailed bandits in the night
making such mischief
–
october sky
arcturus settles in
to the throne of the king
Rainfall
flashes light the sky
the guttural wind, distant
whither comes the storm
–
laid bare
desperately
seeking shelter
Frost
long morning shadows
the first sign of winter falls
from the autumn sky
–
winter’s finger
paint on my
window panes
Transition
a warm ombré sky
the slowly turning sunlight
at the edge of night
–
green waters
tadpoles weave
through the rushes
Luna
on the horizon
a perfect amber orb rests
motionless in space
–
molten silver
seeps through
barren branches