Cold, leafless branches
Snow, storm and hail wear you down...
The brown dust?
floats, while reading...
..............Red
..........sky fades...
Pensive palms so tall,
fronds moving lightly with each...
a slow slag-heap-sun
slips into a...
Meteors rest wearily on ardent plateaus,
yet yearning youthful fire burns deep below...
Petals outstretched they
welcome the morning sun with...
Oh summer, you are gone but not forgotten
The bright green leaves that you’ve perfectly...
Rays burst between peaks
Melting snowcapped mountain tops...
What you would not give,
age opens...
Becoming fiercly personal
with no physical contact...
Your love, like cactus fruit
its tiny teeth sharp and taunting...