If coinditionals show posibilities, then there will be more than one moon, beest will rise like locked down rebels, robots against dehumanizing will tire the tires of▄▄▄  talking through the hat, some of them knot their ties so children voices understand the end and…

The old tales speak of the moonshadow, following after the farmers in full moon’s light Don’t be fooled by the reaper disguised, as the shadow cast by the full moon’s light   There’s work to do but it can wait Leave the plough, bring the…

We wake together after the night Rested after searching this life Sunlight, sunlight Now that I’ve found my voice, I can sing on high Now that I can feel my teeth, I use them soul to feed Now that I can stretch my legs, I…

After Moonshadow 1/2 marathon poem #10 You lost your mind one night Playing in shadows of moonlight You lost your way back home Singing of your woes in blue tones Don’t be lost now in the dark So come inside, no need to hark Don’t…

Moonshadow I’m being followed by a moonshadow as a climb a beanstalk in my Narnian raised bed. Solar lights mimic fireflies, a satellite is the brightest star.

To count blessings really matter From good to become better We know the worth after a loss So should act like a floss To keep togetherness so clean Even our parting should not mean That’s why I never think of deprivation Be ourselves for any…

I’m being followed by a shadow of myself (embrace your shadow self, all the self help books decry) Can I sew my shadow self back on with a needle and thread? That’s what Wendy did to Peter Pan. When all my illusions and delusions fade…

A lethargy of strange forced us to take refuge at our cottage that summer. We hoped that once we passed the treeline we would find safety; a reprieve from the pandemic that rocked our world. The mask of fear we donned for months and months…

Breonna. Shot without a case, a human disgrace. How can you say this wasn’t about race? Her body cannot be replaced. Breonna. A mother’s screams fall on deaf ears, as the sirens turn into nightmares. Crucified because her skin wasn’t fair or because you didn’t…

peek-a-boo via video chat born during a plague year she hides her face by snuggling into her mother