it won’t take much

for the fence posts

to fall

and the rails

to become

no more than

speed bumps

beneath the longhorn

and raging hooves

yet she stands

as ever

without

a second thought

and the weather

doesn’t notice

the frailty

in its path

In one night,
One singular aberration
Decides my whole life and the dressing of it.

In one night,
One solitary rumination
Wakes me to incarnation that is tomorrow—

Of whom it will be,
How it will be,
And why it will be.

In one night,
I stake my life on a vision—
An eternity that is at hand.

In one night,
All I have is now,
And the precognition of it.

In one night,
I die a thousand and one
Times in pitch black sweat.

In one night,
I dream of mornings to come—
Of light and love.

In one night,
I am free of all calamity,
New me out of the old,

Fortune already told,
A grave not yet cold—
In one night.

Petals ride soft leaves

Greek Gods poised on chlorophyll

Chariots of Spring