before

flower petal

i touch a sunbeam

before it dies

becomes

winter clothing

the shape of wind

becomes us

friend

candlelight the warmth of a friend

monochrome

monochrome without a bee a garden

silent

how silent

a crow on a fence

prairie sky

chains

the tree of life

around my neck

invisible chains

bells

evening bells

floating downriver

the first stars

wasted

an empty page

awash with dusk

wasted day

nor’easter

nor’easter

my tracks turn

southward

translation

no need

for translation 

winter wind

light

first light

my window fills

with river

insurrection

shattered windows

in wind blown colors

insurrection

left

moon shadows a raccoon searches what’s left behind