conifer

mirrored light
shattered
into a present’s shards
needle-thick thin
that prick
lagrimal sap
falling
setting
in one long moment
caught in amber
to last
to live
a whole
future

(OLN W95 http://dversepoets.com/)

holm

where the heart is
an island steadfast
washed by warm-stone light
a flood of dry tears fallen
in this copse of dreams
pricked in waking
the blood of a life shared
runs into furrows
of tomorrows
behind Hesiod’s plough.
the weight of this now
this quiet
is nature’s logic.

rhodon

the longing song
of a nightingale
folds back
the black
beauty unearthed
cytherean gift
a five-petalled coil
the sweet stigmata
of faith
sub rosa

I stride
into new amsterdam
and claim
the present