WET

rainy city gray on gray black streets clouds pressed low shoulders in the mist each puddle a fluid fingerprint reflecting jagged photos of windowed people and overbearing buildings

OVERHEAD

cloud swells, mist like gauze floating, shades of unknown grays,   long weather in a disturbed sky obstructs the horizon   birds angle a quick path, people long step to shelter in   the air becomes a quiet numbness   the evidence of change begins, with a single drop of rain

HANDS OUTSTRETCHED

shapeless   descending rain onto the skin running the vines of the outstretched hands as welcoming drops drift into random paths directed by gravity and unevenness finally released to the ground, the willing undertaker of the falling from heaven    

PASSIVE LIPS

what is gentle to us when the curse of mourning lays desperate on our eyes collapsing granite souls as flowers bend and skies appear to fall onto shoulders as night holds sad the hostage, a weakened heart on its knees with questions rising from passive lips    

RED SKY

clouds turn like pages   stories release from the swelling haze   the sun strongly appears shining on road signs of the heart   a late burning dusky sky suggests tomorrows forecast as day rolls over into night and dawn releases an overflow of rain from heaven;   the soil drinks the sky dry

SKY SIGNS

invisible winds twisting clouds gray shadow prints crawl past   a deepening of humidity changing without introduction   rain presses in lightening blasts thunder hammers fog blankets   …and then   blue sky infinity slips within the circle where we stand

WHERE I WALK

rain I got   crying wet onto me   diamond drops brightened by street lights making the worst appear washed and clean while puddles reflect neon’s as passing footsteps make busy waves disturbing what weeps and gathers from the under surface of heaven to the streets where I walk  

NIGHT RATTLING

a full moon exposes the rugged skin of a meadow a storm dead tree paths grown over broken stone walls as the wind speaks a disturbed language punishing ghosts and beating gravestones on a night overshadowed by a black cat and broken mirror magic  

THREE LEAF CLOVER

flames of messages   hand prints speaking from the wall   about a life walk down narrow alleys past back doors loves left behind storms and sun sleepless nights trials and errors   while searching for a destiny above the scatter leaning toward the shape of how it is to be   greater than the … More THREE LEAF CLOVER

SHELTER

the presence of light becomes absorbed within a gray mica sky   leaves fold over as the sky weeps a barbed wire rain stinging the skin   a dog wind with teeth exposed growls like rusted shovels beating black skillets   everything appears to be breaking   I surrender seeking shelter within a a rock … More SHELTER