Acquiesce

Ensnared – a vine, full
Fruit lay like a prayer mat
My wail; a birdsong.

Subtle Clarity

I, looking for you,
Reflected in a pond find
A smile, floating.

Image by Léon Bonnat (1833–1922) titled Roman Girl at a Fountain (1875)

Marked by Nature

Where it goes I follow

My mind’s rooted here
In the shadow of sunrise;
When it moves, I move.

(c) A Hannan

Painting a Home

Home, carved with soft legs,
Tangled, roots of these old trees
Merge and meld, as one.

Image by Lutz Baar

The Fall

Him, guiding my hand
To a candle-point burning
And falling, to love.

Learning to Weave

Syllables of love
His tongue tangled to my thighs
– this, pattern we weave.

Preparing Tomorrow

Opening inward,
Mortar and pestle, crushing,
Petals and seeds, sob.