It's Still Life

A Kindly Moon

it’s an old sight, up there
always dimming the stars,
always looking into my window,
or gazing down at pools of water.
and my dog sits still as a bookend,
watching that winter white ball,
and she wonders when I’ll throw
that kindly moon so she can fetch
it back to the beginning again.

for dVerse Poets, the moon. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Image ©Misky 2022 created w/Midjourney.