noon day moon

gulls hang on the west wind

over the lighthouse

kitten

black fur and pink paws

playing asleep

clandestine

this false spring in winter

a pilot light

in the dead of night

candle burning in the dark

but its wick is short

knowing

in the glow of a log fire

the cat stands

‪sailboat dreams tethered‬
‪to the quaysides of the heart‬
‪trade winds of desire‬

all the world is in my head

and when i’m dead

it won’t be

new year plans

on the backest back burner

hope is simmering 

the wren

busy pecking at nothing

sees everything 

new year

the wren as busy as ever

gone in an instant

calendars burning

dateless days of destiny

ash upon the sea

new year - it’s like

snow falling on melting snow

all in the mind

new year 

a kink on a sliding scale

misrule of thumb

new year

the same old moon forgets

its passing