Wolf Moon
dark instincts surfacewolf moon watches like a hawkradiating light
dark instincts surfacewolf moon watches like a hawkradiating light
just a passing thought-justice will remain a dreamif past injusticeis used to rationalise- efforts to block the future
silent, twinkling stars hold stories, spilt over fromcold moons – yet unread
I heard war storieswished power struggles would gonot let people dieyet this throws us off balancewe’ve never been here before If somebody wants to continue on this theme, it can be a renga….
equanimity-before the power strugglescontinue againday and night always meet, thentake separate paths – destined
larger and brighterthan planets humbled – they plotrevenge to protectself-esteem – cover my lightgradually till New Moon
babies turn in sleeprivers of love tear apartchallenged by East winds
flames stay alive fired by minimal energy one cannot put down miniscule goodness out there designed to bring about change
droopy eyelids seekrelief -my sleep rhythms suffernights end, not fatigue
a cold moon shivers seeing imagination threaten existence -it remains whole all the while laments fragmented vision