shadows filter as his hand hovers above the silver coin
decisions must be made, lives shaped
the moon drowns out the stars
shadows filter as his hand hovers above the silver coin
decisions must be made, lives shaped
the moon drowns out the stars
shadows filter as his hand hovers above the silver coin
decisions must be made, lives shaped
the moon drowns out the stars
planting seeds by starlight
moonbeams guiding their growth
watered with tears and brightened by smiles
the wind from the north and the sun from the south
moon backlights all monochrome
from the past the future looms
we see the same moon
the light on my neighbour’s gate
stars prickling the velvet sky
bare branches tangle
across the face of the moon
my love is simple
I blinked and the firework was a flower on the back of my eye, evening star soaring as the moon sank beyond the town wall. Where the sea had been this morning was deep nothingness, holding glassy afloat the lights of the outgoing boats. A moment, and the moon.
K wondered at the three moons in the sky then saw
they were night-window reflections
of the electric lights above her.
the wolf bites the moon
wisp clouds mask red nakedness
shadows on my mind
the night-bitten moon
hangs smaller than yesterday
my interest wanes