dark hours
blissful dark hours …
clouds tinted by the half-moon
veil shimmering stars
for the light
reaching for the light
and finding the early rays …
now the light finds us
blue clutch
soon the leaves will fall
and trees will bloom, downunder …
a blue clutch of sky
morning glory
morning glory fence
rounding the stand by corner …
a glory hole sky
a nap
late night visiting
so sleep felt more like a nap …
and work is a nap
float on
autumn skies with geese
float on cool morning breezes …
summer afternoons
I say potato
there’s a system glitch
which could mean payday delay …
I say potato
show her cards
I played my best hand
which forced her to show her cards …
I may have to fold
dark mother
crescent moon below
the dark mother shines above …
in my innermost
silver smile
morning crescent moon
its silver smile shines brightly …
slowly disappears
