Silhouette against a brooding sky
ebon raven
a Karmic death pigeon homing all grief.



That night when the sky cracks
dark foreboding in the air
through crystal window who sees destiny on the wing.


European tourist mirrored
a juice stop doorway
so perfectly perfect.


Candles bristle on tables
red hair sings and swirls
kindles my mind.


Swapped heated argument
so otherwise to a kiss
the mouths of lovers.


Out in my courtyard
dilapidated white lattice
just how I feel.


Paint flakes away the Sun
paling pendulous
a backyard Summer.


The clamour of man's machines
easily vandalised silence
Mother Nature mourns.


Grey cotton shoulders
cigarette laughs
do not dampen dreams.


Broken teeth kiss
so drunkenly here
age deliquesces away to years.


Heavy tread, an empty street
so lost in aggression
I walk removed again.


Empty glasses
counters filled with splinters
the time has come.