It's Still Life

Counting For Something

There’s a lunar halo around the full moon.

And a Chihuahua barks at me
from the other side of my neighbour’s door.
It’s a voice of acid rain,

and I’m holding a bag of French goodies –
Dijon mustards and pink macarons.
I’ll dig up something for the dog.

It’s the last night of September,
and the air is warm enough
to coax gardenias to bloom,

and it occurs to me that
I’ve never seen an owl in the wild,
but I’ve seen sushi on a conveyor belt.

That must count for something.

Inspired by real life, and including Friday’s word “moon” from RDP. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023.