Sirius looks
down 
upon
the chill
hanging
the moment
when first
we met
a keenness
beats
 evening’s
chill calling
electric kisses
blushes 
the
night
 waiting
stars streaking
the long
ride 
glances
across
the dim 
light
searching
fingers
find
ing hands
knitted together
that offer
comfort
woven.

Reaching for the Stars – photo by Jonathan

the rising
and falling
landscape
in calmness
reveals
hidden turmoil
static
in you
like waves
that wash
the shore
scraps away
the broken glass
returned again
polished
and new

there you were

like stone

leaning the doorway

eyes haunting

not escaping

the thickness

night air concealed.

-Previously published 1998 in Poetic Pages

-Photography by Marion Owen Kodiak Island

darkness still possesses color
what remains of yesterday
while sleep illusive tip toes
away, ghosts from other rooms
demand attention, awakening
that same pain reminder of
the coming day’s events, how
what was, will never be again
cuts the landscape’s edges
bring awareness center stage.