Lafcadio

soon I will hardly

remember you at all

a soap bubble

floating in the breeze

waiting to be popped

Lafcadio

jolted awake—

sunbeams infused

with wrensong

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

early morning—

she wakes to the sound

of splintering glass

Lafcadio

*

 

resurrecting

buried memories

the past

won't stay hidden even

if the grave is deep

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

chronic pain

I hear the doctor

order leeches

Lafcadio

*

 

pierced skin—

a wound too deep

for blood to flow

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

deserted island–

tell my family I'm lost

and cannot be found

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

clothes

flung on the floor—

summer heat

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

ocean breeze—

the taste of salt

on your lips

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

lullaby--

the girl singing softly

to herself

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

memory loss—

the words fading

one page at a time

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

tornado warnings--

the unseen wind

inside my cage

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

smell of sage

in the rain--

barren desert


Lafcadio

Lafcadio

loosening the grip of sorrow your hand in mine

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

rabbit moon--

the silence

multiplying
 

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

trees standing

in the fog--

all I can see

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

sleeping

under the oak moon--

dreaming of trees

with branches

tangled in my hair

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

the moon's glow

hidden by clouds--

the darkness

covering your fingers

holding mine


Lafcadio

Lafcadio

guiding rhythm

of the dance

sunbeams

Lafcadio

Lafcadio

river running

towards the ocean--

a horse with no rider

Lafcadio