star streak, dressed
in fire, across a mountainscape,
across buried souls in bodies
and bones. A silent cry, silver
tail follows, in an instant
there, gone, fading light swallowed
by the dark.
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees
star streak, dressed
in fire, across a mountainscape,
across buried souls in bodies
and bones. A silent cry, silver
tail follows, in an instant
there, gone, fading light swallowed
by the dark.