turn away

Do not face the sun.
Solar flare, corona glare
negative imprint retinal scar
turn away, turn away
Deepening night, indigo blue
shadow hands touch future
long before I do


before chance

footprints in wet snow
caught by the wind! sudden calm
scent of grass lingers



threads of brightness
shot through the dread,
life’s dreams woven
into the web.
Patterns of influence appear
renewed with change.
Shifting on the moving air