a recollection

of summer blues is prescribed

to fight winter blues

 

–photo by me

 

cold, fragile moonlight

shatters into gleaming shards

on the hardened snow

 

–-photo by me

colorful curtains

shroud a vast unlit stage still

littered with glitter

in life there’s always

a certain uncertainty

between here and there

 

–photo by me

steel wills may bend

and resolutions may fade

into nothingness

 

–Photo by me

my camera scans

the tangerine forest and

brings tiers to my eyes

 

–photo by me

the just moon holds fast

in a roiling river of

emerald and ink

 

–Photo by me