Frost

Diamonds burn the lawn

crescent moon fades

a faint red frieze bleeds the sky.

I never knew what ‘old’ would feel

heart still hosts its beat, the breath

frosty puffs in time.

Gone are days of excess joy

& all the pain has settled

to a dull ache

like distant thunder

so talk to me of quantum leaps

a universe that folds its unknown stars:

I watch the waves on broken shore

they mesmerize the tiny hum

of unborn life.

Here a speck of floating dust

waits for darkness to consume,

leaving diamonds on the lawn

a planted tree, a wistful sigh

of who was ‘me’.