moon in mist —
a momentary glimpse
through my doubt
November 2017
rainbow warrior —
a zodiac boat prowls
through the stars
in the east
ranges croak up
cumuli
all at once
some pumice bobs up
from the past
core alone on the tundra
merciful wind —
bruised reeds are unbroken
and flax flower
from nowhere
a wave overshadows
the last rock-pool
dry creek bed
face to face with
my extinction
a sign where the circle ends
light to read the directions of mist by
wide-eyed world woven with webbing
open grave doubts about life
in shadows
my search for words
to be ignored
extinct shadows
re-enact the thrill
of the hunt
still water
the night heavy
over itself
epitaph granite faced to the end
her earth mound
new for only a day
or two
granite-faced
cow cockies spark off
each other
her lavalava
colours Sale'aula's field —
the lingering heat
why fuss so, cicada?
my imago must be
four times yours
after pissing
on the trumperor's parade
so much water under the bridge
moon in the clouds
my best poker face
lost in translation
evening sun
the cosmos carries a torch
for her footfall
of end times the hearth flicker in earthen hearts
a match struck
against the darkness —
dawn awakening
november dusk
the heat of the day
an afterglow
tongues of fire
lick me back to when
i was without
murmuring shells
when prophecy breaks down
into static
ahead of me
the drowning man
at my heels
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