shadow of the moon

shadow of the moon

white geese glide by
black hull waiting for some frosty bite of bread
in the sliver white light
giving shadows of a neck
no camera can picture

shadow of the moon

as the spark goes dull, by bright taking
the dark of the moon light

staying a little while chatting
in untold language
to visitors of the night

shadow of the moon

water turned
black hole with a fluff of white geese
my breath becomes
one with a puff lowering mist

shadow of the moon

longing for the glow of coal
the gander frowns
to find an other door in
rancid rainbow
my door is no more than a flip flop

from the cruising art gallery


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