
Category: death
Grace
Placid waves
wash warm
Over toes, knees,
belly to breasts.
Drink in sun.
Float
cotton-candy clouds
framing
rose,
lemon,
sapphire
sky.
6/3/2015
Spring is the time of death.
Look out the windows;
Mist and memory drift
from the verdant hills.
At road’s curb,
mangled
bat wing
slate sky.
I drive.
Death lays.
Delaware Dawn
Rose, yellow, and verdant light
prances,
leaps from ocean surface,
swells.
Cobalt sky,
lightly brushed with
peach clouds.
Seagulls skim
above placid waters,
relentlessly fishing.
Stranded on wet, ochre sand
an upsidedown horseshoe crab,
decorated with barnacles,
a soldier pinned with medals
on his chest.
I roll him over,
gently place him
by surf’s edge.
Old horseshoe crab
feebly turns to sea,
patiently waits
for death to arrive.