Through the leaves and
trees – The cool full
moon does not shine on me
as I sit or maybe stand
by a faltering fire pit
A darkening bed of coals
grown old and cold as the
late September night
and the coals also
do not shine on
Through the leaves and
trees – the old and cold
darkening coals do not shine on
me as I stand or maybe
sit, back turned to fire pit
that is full like the cool moon