Listen to the wind blow

it rocks the beams bends

the trees so crispy leaves

butterfly to the ground.

Winter comes in August

equinoctial rain slash

sending the horses to shiver

in hedgerow.

Night brings no rest, no rest:

constant dream of days gone by

& people dead float across the

screen of retina, unrelenting.

You ask for crumbs

I bring you buttered bread

thick with honey from a distant

land where the bees know

only sunshine.

Step away from the rain cloud

say goodbye to the cold

close your eyes for yesterday

tomorrow is no more:

this moment shimmers its existence

this second holds the chord

here, none know the answer

nothing is foretold.

Wonder at the mystery

touch across the void

take each breath as new

beginning

a path you’ve never trod.

Step away from the rain cloud

say goodbye to the known

wonder at the mystery

hold hands across the void.

Full  moon an orange orb

hung low in smoky night

church bells chime the hour

I dream a ghostly vista

where horses speak & sea rises

phosphorescent.

Before is as nothing.

Sand through fingers

the echo of a

once loved voice

distant now

you swim in pattern

fingers arching for hand hold

you fall into each morning

caught like falling leaves

craving warmth,

as I do.