Cairn In The Rain

the sky cries
remembering
with us

Owl Wing

merciless nature
nothing escapes the end
except beauty

Memorial Park

we sit amongst
forget me nots
and remember you

Standing

in
the presence
of abscence

Nearness

Tim
seeks me
in the garden

small
white
butterfly

always
hovering
nearby

Ghost
that I glimpse
from the side of my eye

Darting through blossoms
resting on leaves
Taking advantage of sunshine and breeze

Pointing out a shapely cloud
waiting on my mailbox
inquisitive antenna cocked

Reminding me
as mortality
rages on

death
is not
the final stop

 

Cenotaph

every season
leaves an inscription
in lichen lettering

Twilight

the sun sets
on monoliths
eternal rest is fenced