
Enticed by a vault of blue blazing
Icy white sycamore tapping
The door to heaven looking
Quizzically at the lone answer of infinite polarized space holding
December sun on broad shoulders guilding
Gold on gray branches lighting
The dark morning molding
The cold seasoning
Squirrels nest bearing
The elements in…
A Free Verse

They breathe their last in the light
Of Autumn mornings and evenings
Glittering against the deep blue gray
Of passing rain clouds
Rendering sugar maple-red
Less holy beside their brilliant gold backsides
Moisture heavy on their leaves
They flutter farewell
To twigs preparing for winter bed
They…
A Free Verse

Atop the rocky
orb
beneath the stars —
trees litter leaves
in forest breeze
before the grieving night
wanders
along my line of sight —
in the swan song
of evening
yonder last light
loads
a bonfire —
golden hope
beyond the briars
but my feet are mired in
mud
on this…