Thursday, June 6, 2024

Unbroken

 I arrive in the twilight

Watching night coming on

Things shape now into a

Newly-unknown reality. 


Not a light on the patio

Save the lowered gleam of

My phone


Gunnar on the edges, 

Going out onto patrol 

As twilight gives way

Fireflies 

Meanwhile, 

Spare, barely noticed—

The hummingbirds have gone to bed

Bullfrogs quiet and sonorous—

A drop of rain

A drop of rain

A drop of rain

Gentle

On this bounty 


I won’t ever tip us out

Of our little sailing moonshadow

Seems the rocky seas do

Rock us 

Gently now.

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