sounds of morning

The sounds of morning,Of dogs barking and bird-song,Of my stifled yawns.

foggy roads

Foggy morning roads,Billow out from sleeping towns,The breath of soft dreams.

moonlit painting

Scarlet ink splatters,Pale snow deepens a blue hue,An artist's brush falls.

thoughtless

Thoughtless is the wind,To take up my musings so,And leave me... thoughtless.

paper lanterns

Paper lanterns caststrange shadows on drifting ice,Pale light, dark waters.

beneath grey skies

Beneath these grey skies,Winter sun brings meager hopes.A ghost left on read.

midland storms

Rolling winds thunder,Stripping away the roof tiles,Raw skies bright overhead.

midland treasure

Fierce Autumn flurries,Turn fallen leaves to treasure:Rubies and topaz.

midland summer days

I melt away,To be swallowed by dark soil,And sleep in long grass. Broken china cups,Behind a classroom bookshelf,Teatime for fairies. Creaking branches sway,As cool gusts drink the hot air,Leaves whisper thank you's. Girl taps out her beat,While Boy dances like a fool,Laughter in sunshine. Sweating on the floor,Arms and legs spread far apart,Fan spins above, …

Ash

Paper leaves stirring,Creaking branches in the breeze,Spirit-bound, silent.