passion flares
whispers of gray smoke
and it’s gone
Month: June 2014
Firefly
a moonlit run
i catch a firefly just to see
my hand light up
Screen
torn window screen
gentle reminder
a gray cat gone
Swingset
empty swingset
laughter carried away
by wind and years
Spider
spider’s quiet home
swiftly ripped apart and seized
by the trail runner’s face
Lead
eyelids gently close
succumbing to the dark weight
tiny lead aprons
Harmonica
from a boat on a lake
the harmonica player plays
sweet songs of retirement
(for phil)
Streaks
streaks of winter sun
shine on the motorcycle
through garage windows
Tornado
face down in a dry tub
her breath against the fiberglass
tornado blows above
(inspired by a news story about a woman who survived a tornado by laying in her tub)
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