drunk man stumbles home
beats his wife for the last time
she leaves while he sleeps
It's a nice capo
to have a warm bed in which
to fall like a leaf.
Leaves changing colour.
Lives changing like the season.
We no longer talk.
eastern winds blowing
all nature mourns in showers
trees weep on their banks
Sun has disappeared
Movement in the ancient pine
A chickadee flits
Birch leaves: propellers
Twirling sunlight into green
You hear the wind blow
As the menacing
summer storm builds momentum,
green leaves shake ? jazz hands!
stark leaf-stripped branches
good-bye kisses on doorsteps
harvest moon waning
Furious winds blow
Spineless branches scrape the earth
And then leap skyward
Lights above the trees
Sentries of white, red and blue
Guiding our escapes
Woods are so peaceful,
a place you can breathe the air,
and unclear the mind.
tall stands the pine tree
its twin in the calm water
whisper timeless tales
Dawn on the Ganges
Distant bells, a twirling leaf
Strokes the quiet calm.
our black van tires roll
over dark elm trees stretched long,
but where are the bumps?
Weeping cherry branch
Underneath the risen moon.
Our soldiers come home.