sketching the moon on Madiera Beach

we first saw the moon

grey-toothed Cheshire smile

loom above the path

at twilight

tracking us

into the disappearing sun

on the Gulf

it peered its one-eyed scowl

following us toward the pier

 

we sat cross-legged

on a sheet

on the shore

sketching the reflection-moon’s

decent into the tide

a lemon slice

cutting through the night

spraying with waves

lapping the sands

 

near midnight

lightning whispered

in our periphery

the clouds hung respectfully

about the corners of the moon

closing curtain-sky

as it was pulled under

growing blood-orange

and striking out

at oblivion

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