darkness covers the linen of skin, folding over with day lost, the sky closes out the feel of sun warm breezes surrender to shadows replacing colors with a flat gray like layers of curtains, the first call of night leaning into stillness
the energy of day resigns itself to evening thin shadows cast linen gray images onto sides of cottages and front porches the soil and trees release a tired breath as night occupies all spaces darkness closes day lilies, a reminder that time runs with us until it fails
subtracting the parts of day, the unfinished, early shadows, voices within, unanswered dreams, questions and morning coffee it’s a swim against the elephant no one talks about, hearts holding grief and half promises while speaking to the waiting arms of a soul who knows darkness comes first, and then the safety of night … More LATER THERE IS NIGHT
The moon a legend in the sky a face to talk to a light to cry under a beacon for our paths alongside rivers shorelines and late night sidewalks we observe from here at the basement of gravity a beauty that haunts us.
He touched the side of me ocean eyes looking up from a gray face the alley was his home shadowed under day pulsing at night across his face a twisted scar of courage and half of the right ear missing he circled me shoulders balanced not a sound from the paws he was … More THE STRAY