Cradle

Cradled in my lover’s embrace,

I dreamt of a world.

Verdant earth, azure sky,

sun warming the gentle breeze,

children shouting with joy.

3/25/2015

sketches from Florida

Sun is dying in the western sky

leaving glints of shimmering yellow

on ocean’s indigo waves.

I shiver

with death and beauty.

florescent lights

under florescent lights

thoughts cease

fold themselves

into paper airplanes

flown by

careless children

then

forgotten

12/2/2014