
the just moon holds fast
in a roiling river of
emerald and ink
–Photo by me

the just moon holds fast
in a roiling river of
emerald and ink
–Photo by me

dancing water nymphs
deliquesce to blue vapor
as the sun rises
–Photo by me

the sun is inclined
to lay low when the dark nights
of winter arrive

Sky offers gold bands
But Earth knows that diamonds
Will come out later
–Photo by me
hopeful hang gliders
prepare to take to the air
on silky sails
–photo by me

a steady rainfall
on this gloomy afternoon
drives the earth to drink

some trees spend their green
on the most audacious
outfits for autumn
–Photo by me

seasons turn the sky
cygnus flies into the sun
the dog star rises

a red moon rises
but soon conquers her anger
and cools to silver

the magic show’s on
the young children start to laugh
the old dog worries