Shhssssssh

Waves,
a jagged frenzy
shattering into light
over the rocks.

Shhssssh

On land, taffeta skirts
of belles.
At sea, sails of
a tall ship
caught in a storm.

Shhssssh

Sleds flying
down a steep white hill,
mother quieting her child.

Shhssssh

Moth
succumbing to the
candle flame,
a soul leaving.

Dorothy Walters
October 23, 2008