its image

the full moon gazed down
reflecting on its image. . .
ripples break the spell

hiding

grab the cookie jar . . .
hiding in a dark closet
with my thoughts ajar

everything

everything that is
and everything that isn’t . . .
well there’s the problem

never been

think outside the box . . .
what could that possibly mean?
never been inside

human noise

in isolation
noises keep me company . . .
i crave human noise

in twilight

nestled in twilight
a silver crescent appears . . .
above and beyond

had to say

had to say farewell . . .
things change after fifty years
except for nothing

universal edge

a dazzling sun shield
shines through unnamed foliage . . .
universal edge

between the lines

crushed under the weight . . .
such speed without location
read between the lines

my gear

collecting my gear . . .
paint brushes, bucket, ladder
college diploma