winter silhouettes
a copse of sailboat masts cut
from the dawning sky
Apples
the last day of spring-
apple blossoms ride on the
late afternoon breeze
–
barefoot-
crab apples
in the grass
Anticipation
at the podium
a wool blanket wraps itself
around my tongue
–
summer sun-
snowy cotton
waiting for harvest
Flowers
the clouds and your eyes-
my head in your lap amid
a field of daisies
–
a dry vase-
tired blooms
bow their heads
Snow
dark grey winter clouds
heavily laden with snow
loom over this town
–
winter sunrise-
shallow paw prints
in the snow
Argument
this fight is over
and yet I find myself still
walking on eggshells
–
fallen trees-
we drive home
in silence
Stream
by a forest stream
above the frogs and crickets-
winter stars appear
–
late spring thaw-
fox kits cross
a fallen oak
Dust
friends and enemies
all are but dust as I wait
for mortality
–
a dark attic-
old records
gathering dust
Waiting
a cold rain falling
I sit in the dark waiting
for you to come home
–
past midnight
your car’s tires
on the drive
Apples
the last day of spring-
apple blossoms ride on the
late afternoon breeze
–
barefoot-
crab apples
in the grass
Anticipation
at the podium
a wool blanket wraps itself
around my tongue
–
summer sun-
snowy cotton
waiting for harvest
Flowers
the clouds and your eyes-
my head in your lap amid
a field of daisies
–
a dry vase-
tired blooms
bow their heads
Snow
dark grey winter clouds
heavily laden with snow
loom over this town
–
winter sunrise-
shallow paw prints
in the snow
Argument
this fight is over
and yet I find myself still
walking on eggshells
–
fallen trees-
we drive home
in silence
Stream
by a forest stream
above the frogs and crickets-
winter stars appear
–
late spring thaw-
fox kits cross
a fallen oak
Dust
friends and enemies
all are but dust as I wait
for mortality
–
a dark attic-
old records
gathering dust
Waiting
a cold rain falling
I sit in the dark waiting
for you to come home
–
past midnight
your car’s tires
on the drive
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