Silver moonlight spilt

Across the gloomy garden

While the shadows lurk

Gentle trees stand still

In woods where our fathers worked

Now left untended

Once upon a time

Happily ever after

All’s well that ends well

Although hard rain falls

Running down silver shingles

Come winter we’re dry

As the days stretch out

The long light nights of summer

When do the birds sleep?

Scratching the surface

What seemed so full of promise

Was just empty words

Perpetual dusk

An industrial wasteland

Nothing left to lose

Cower in dark holes

Staring at flickering lights

Until the sun rise

Lazy river days

Gently we paddle downstream

While the year floats on

A fallen treehouse

An abandoned rope ladder

And this too will pass

Compared to the stars

Separated by light years

You’re right next to me

Long warm evening light

Fragile memories of summer

Once I was a child

Frayed around the edges

Like butter on too much bread

Held on by fine threads

Heavily I fell

My limbs broken my crown smashed

Perfect fire wood

Window panes rattle

My nerves torn to paper shreds

Standing on the edge

The years roll onward

As I become my father

Inexorably

Sleeping after noon

The city slumbers soundly

While we wonder on

Rising with the sun
Our next adventure awaits

Are you ready yet?

A empty fortress

Crumbles under every tide

The sea always wins

My desire for

External validation

Is needy and sad

Old stone walls crumble

Built before our parent’s days

They will outlive us

Half a moon away

Dance lightly over black waves

Am I moved by tides?

Sand blasted on shore

We shelter under the rocks

As the tide comes in

Thirsty sun sponges

Dried and cracked after winter

Soaking up photons