It's Still Life

Untitled

This house.
It’s still. Quiet here.

Sleep fills heads with
the best parts of dreams.

It makes up for the lack
of rainbows at night.

Moonlit rainbows –

would that be such
a sacrifice for the sun?

for Twiglets #224 “Rising Moon” – image is from Stratford-Upon-Avon, poem shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter   © Misky 2021