A spider’s web
From thorn to thorn
Silver and empty
Like the space
In the eyes of skin
A snake has shed
Then the leaves shuffles
They no longer part
And the image
Is gone
A spider’s web
From thorn to thorn
Silver and empty
Like the space
In the eyes of skin
A snake has shed
Then the leaves shuffles
They no longer part
And the image
Is gone
Frozen in amber
An ant’s pursuit
It’s doom
Moonlight flows off his bed
The reflection seeps in a dream
Fern Lake, Lotus pond but a mile long
His feet push the clear waves
Drift through lilies, open up a path
An ode to moonlight.
Wind chimes
Send free
Their catch.
Lazy moonlight
Comforts
An early dawn.
My shadow the only shade;
I run home to open windows.
A crow laughs over seven lanes
And flies seven streets,
A hand through my hair!- it’s just breeze.
The airs cool when the lane dips,
And soft rain drips glass buttons.
The jade lawn,
The flower’s mud
Slipping deeper
Into myself.
Lone cloud
Flies its own pace
Giant manta ray.
Lady Bug
Holds fast a leaf,
Surfs the wind.
On cold, windy, stormy nights,
Windows thump, rattle and beat,
The rain so quickly passed,
Like thuds of a human hearts.