Soft pop of asphalt

Dance across the wind
Blown turmoil rises
Up to the heat
Kissed placid

Calm in this desert
Heat making plain
Sacrificed dreams

Slow whispers turn the leaf
Perched on death’s bones
Watching the quiet

Softly now… Softly

Riverbed dries
Summers promise yields
Small trickles wending through deep roots and dying youth

Smiles all around
Waiting on the banks
Remembering the glacial torrent

Crisp mornings
Gray light gives way to sun cresting mountains
Pouring light
Into the pocketed dark

Kiss me there
In the grey
Between

Wave function

Standing between getting what you want
And having what you need
Just Oscillating here
Stuck at the crossroads
Waiting for word that
I’m not alone
Hoping I will meet you
Touch my hand
Maybe we’ll go the distance
Maybe we’re just waystations to something better
Whatever the case
It all begins
Now

Work fun

Track me down across phone
Across email
Taken aback
Yup, I make the decision
Immediate obsequious
Shaking head
Lol

First tears fall

Ethereal tones steal into my heart
Ritual demands
Feather kisses along spine
Choices made and remade
Cold seeps in
Memories cement
Cherished forever
Your lips on mine

Valley avalanche

Numbers cascade like pebbles
Becoming boulders
Making one bolder
Standing taller
Waiting for the final
WHUMP

Howling at the moon

Steps burn as ice
Chill wind creeping through skin
Grins at the moon
Midnight dancing
Grime soaked sweat
Small prickles cascade to torrent
Of needles scraping flesh
Exploding
Pain
Then the world is remade anew

Life under the vent

Chill bleeds into blood
Ice swirls in veins
Skin shivers hoping to generate warmth
Just expending energy on a lost cause
Oh, arctic wind, why do you torment me?!
Thank you office coat
You save me from frostbite

Plaque colored choices

His screams surface
Feather kisses escaping as quiet words
Giving up on the things he loves
All this time
Left to contemplate the infinite
Looking into the abyss
Too close to the precipice
Feet slipping towards the edge
Remembrances of what was
As the new slips into place
Builds a fresh despair
Living without hope of joy
Giving up
When perceived obsession gives way
And all that was
Is destroyed
Rather than keep
These last minutes
Of life
Contemplating a future
Without a tomorrow