Wednesday, September 16, 2015


A roof is an amazing place, both physical & metaphorical, to see the moon sirening night & cloud. And a roof which is hospitable?  Ah! we know an hospitable roof inspires the meal to be savory. And where's the poem, you ask?  Tucked into the eaves of the roof.  Slipped in the moon's craters.

1 comment:

  1. Pivotal Point 4

    Dinghy in the old pond, oars all gone
    something moving underfoot
    as we raid the beer cans
    Down by the beach a night of cold sand
    and the stories told, exaggerations possibly
    but not definitely