Thursday, November 6, 2014

Moon Shadow

I watched Peter Pan tonight. If I hadn't turned out the TV and the lights, I would never have seen the moon's shadow. 

The wind is gone and branches hang, quiet in a dim glow. My eyes adjust until the night looks bright and headlights along the highway beacon yellow beams. 

The roof line is marked on the lawn. Shadows of trees and bushes are drawn there too. 

I can almost imagine my shadow, perched on an edge, legs hidden, hanging from gutters, arms stretching out across reflected sky, as if I might manage to fly. 

Thank you for listening, jb

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