Still Pink The Sky

still pink with morning

a pair of mallards wing over

high damn that crow

came in just as fast

making its target a

nest of small songs

yet to come, hatch

whathaveyou it will

never be exactly the

same way twice, love

nomatterwhat you do

THE MOON

The Moon laps a la Mer
Tasting the vintage
Wine of her Earth
O Mer! Oui declare
It tastes of The Sky