Night Scene

Black windows frame dark
folded drapes; indifferent
stars peer through high arch.

Wine glass gleams. Fragrant
constellations, red dregs, swill
over empty stem.

Night trains blare, despairing
gates clang, steel wheels crease dark rails.
Night birds stir, dreaming.

Flawed Haiku

clouds gather where none

had been, promising rain, they

scatter in vain

Lux in Tenebris Lucet

“Lux in tenebris lucet et tenebrae eam non comprehenderunt. (The Light shines in darkness and the darkness has not understood it.)” Thomas Merton

she lies, broken,
by steel needles
pierced.
dried blood caked
under translucent tape,
her chest slightly rising
and falling

almost motionless

but for her searching eyes
seeking light
in the darkness.

The Barren Time

The barren time approaches.

Shadows skulk through empty streets

vacant lines fill with lies.

Fear approaches,

drains pale the moon.

Only a single bulb

remains.

Do you see

them coming?

Are you afraid?