Leaves beneath my feet...

Leaves beneath my feet...
Autumn's epilogue
Icing with a cinnamon crunch

Ducted heating hum...

Ducted heating hum...
Busy warmth
The sound of comfort
Invisible

Passing self-indulgence...

I think I'm allergic to
Routine
Filling out forms
Monday morning alarms ...
So I transform into a doctor
And scribe a poetic script...
Daily...

Verandah light flings night shadows...

Verandah light flings night shadows on a white wall
Like a ladder leaning on the roof
Like the slats of a child's wooden cot
Rolled down

He sits in the armchair tonight...

He sits in the armchair tonight....
Bent forward
As if poised
To go away...

Trapped...

Trapped by hours of relentless rain ...
Cocooned by a valid excuse for
Avoiding grocery shopping

Long light...

Long light
Long shadows
As if the sun struggles to please...

Tiny fragile shell...

Tiny fragile shell on winter sands...
Strong enough to be a force in low sun
And cast a shadow

Morning sun muffled...

Morning sun muffled in powdery sea mist...
The day's fears and questions
Blur

When time slips by...

When time slips by
Painfully
Happiness drizzles like a misty sylph
In the wings...