Another in the series of commentary po.ems by Mark and myself. For more of our complimentary poetry, see: Words Become Necessary, Sometimes Before, Midnight Mirror, and bones of our ancestors.

For more of Mark’s writings, visit his two blogs: Coloring Outside the Lines and project21words. My words are in italics.


frames of haunting moonbeams

reflect in mirrored pools of memory

cold light of day awaiting

warmth of your breathing

and the darkness of your heart


image: © Lorraine