Darkness – Page 78

when I’m in shadow
you pull me into the light
and show me the sun
–
old driftwood
a salamander
basking

the sun’s departure
as the day draws to a close
burns the ombré sky
–
fireflies
against the
dawn of night

the thinnest veneer
of our civilization
so easily torn
–
scissors-
crisp, fresh
white sheets

unable to sleep
in what used to be our home
Feeling your echo
–
labyrinthine walls
reflecting back
your hollow voice

eroding mountains
pushing back against the wind
resistant to change
–
warm breezes-
paisley dancing
in the wheat fields

a cavernous void
of fears and uncertainty
filling drop by drop
–
darkening forest
a deep growl
in the distance

light from the full moon
spills through the open window
and pools on the floor
–
waning
molten silver
moonlight

milky shafts of light
shine on the dust motes hanging
in the evening air
–
slow curls of smoke
faintly glowing
embers

spying Earth from space
a hard reminder of our
insignificance
–
a sand grain
amidst the
multitude

the clinking of ice
he signals the bartender
for just one more drink
–
false dawn
an owl returning
to it’s nest