October 2018

A Murder In The Fog

A murder of crows
flocking in fog
atop a chestnut tree

Photo Taken From Public Domain Pictures & Created As Art

Murder In The Fog

The fog moving with stealth
settles in for the night
heavy & without substance

coveting each nuance of sound
even the leaves drifting
to settle upon the ground
are silent familiars

this chilling miasma still here
as morning arrives within
its’ bitter embrace

a mask covering snaking streets
alley ways and buildings
where even lamp lights
shine bleakly
dampened

a spider abandoning its’ post
leaves dew drops glistening
as jewels upon its’ web

Photo Taken From Public Domain Pictures & Created As Art

Fall Familiar

When I first made your acquaintance
my hand wrapped ’round you
and found warmth & light

even though a tiny fragment of cedar
I minded not the lustrous feel of
your soft black carbon
within

as I grasped you time & time again
my muse trembled in anticipation
as she watched gradations of lines
forming

creating magic with loops curving
in every direction
to give life to every breath I
inhaled & exhaled

giving substance to the wind
to the very universe of which
the rotating earth is
contained

with each flourish & curve
you became as putty in my hand
as burning fuel for my muse

whereupon the light of day
merged with the dark of night
transforming sunrises
sunsets

igniting the embers in my soul
within my heart
into a flame

I have kept you close since
that crucial moment
the dawning of
a single
letter

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One Letter

Life beside a warp of cement
tucked into rain soaked ground
whilst seeing grass close enough
to touch thru an open window

is not for the faint of heart
nor a feint move made in earnest
to deceive or hide

for I miss second story windows
open to light and breeze
a view of a well traversed bridge
seen as a ribbon slightly
in the distance

with wavy colors of green slicing
thru deepest aegean blue
waters as beneath they flow

as wind tunnel force winds
creating frothy waves
upon its’ surface
create lapping at
sandy rocky shores

I imagine myself there
in the sun

My Own Photo Taken and Created as Art

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