Denali in Disguise

Ice posing as something benign
Have you believing I’m only tiny daggers

Draw closer
Hear
Cathedral chimes
Strike an unholy fear into you, I will

Begin with me the wintry journey
Dying, now that the falling is done

Come back, will you?
Taller next time
Wise enough to yield
While I command the Summer

Chasm Falls

My eyes were
Just at peace
Found their home
Enthralled
Candycane-swirls
Looking at you

Looking at her
Your eyes were
Far away
Some new home
So my eyes were just
Just and at peace

She

The sliver of time before I became tragic
Was it a wicked serpent’s word
Some desired autonomy
This devotion to husband and child?

Think with me honestly
What of heart’s protracted pain
Is my sweet apple affinity
My downfall?

The Lengthening

What puts me on edge about Spring is it makes no promises and refuses all requests.

Without notice, it could choose the craze of a Summer heat.

The best case scenario -such bravery in risking my lust.

Or on a dime, it delivers a confused dose of wintry wrath.

Snow that won’t live to see the weekend, so why-for dear Spring?

But woe be to me should Spring choose a most deviant trickery:

And leave me longing in only the long shadows of a forever Fall.

The Drop

The drop

Atop the chim-chimney, in evening’s early hours

Slow, slowly down rock, round midnight

Absorbed then disbursed by the skin of the roof before dawn

Why, oh why, can gutters steal you by sunrise

The fall

thud

my voice evidenced
the most beautiful of white billowing
powered beyond the universe
since you decided never
now i sing of raindrops
silent, steady-falling
raindrops

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Here


I don't know a bigger prize
Awaits behind the scenes
As I clutch and hold fast to
Blessings you've 'fore bestowed
But you have asked
That I let go and trod holiest trails
The hour seem near
I will not fight
Walk with me down this road