winter silhouettes
a copse of sailboat masts cut
from the dawning sky
Fog
early morning moon-
fog nestles in the valleys
and clings to the leaves
–
moonrise-
gravestones hidden
in the mist
Carts
an old wire pushcart-
she sits alone on her bench
surrounded by birds
–
under the bridge-
her shopping cart
full of treasures
Luna
mid september moon
shines behind indigo clouds
circled in silver
–
blushing-
the harvest moon
kissed by the sun
Lost
walking the highway-
seems I lost myself while I
was looking for you
–
sandstorm-
the mirage
an oasis
School
an open textbook-
daydreams try to tease me through
an open window
–
blank paper-
hammers pounding
from the wall clock
Cemetery
softly falling rain-
wandering through the graveyard
in the dead of night
–
overcast-
reading the details
of those long dead
Trapped
in an old wheelchair
a young girl waits deep inside
the shell of herself
–
first light-
a sliver of dawn
beneath the door
Laundry
an empty basket-
warm sunlight on this week’s wash
snapping on the line
–
old bones-
family secrets
in the closet
Fog
early morning moon-
fog nestles in the valleys
and clings to the leaves
–
moonrise-
gravestones hidden
in the mist
Carts
an old wire pushcart-
she sits alone on her bench
surrounded by birds
–
under the bridge-
her shopping cart
full of treasures
Luna
mid september moon
shines behind indigo clouds
circled in silver
–
blushing-
the harvest moon
kissed by the sun
Lost
walking the highway-
seems I lost myself while I
was looking for you
–
sandstorm-
the mirage
an oasis
School
an open textbook-
daydreams try to tease me through
an open window
–
blank paper-
hammers pounding
from the wall clock
Cemetery
softly falling rain-
wandering through the graveyard
in the dead of night
–
overcast-
reading the details
of those long dead
Trapped
in an old wheelchair
a young girl waits deep inside
the shell of herself
–
first light-
a sliver of dawn
beneath the door
Laundry
an empty basket-
warm sunlight on this week’s wash
snapping on the line
–
old bones-
family secrets
in the closet
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