
(Original photo by Zoltan Tasi on Unsplash – edited by Nick Pipitone)
(Original photo by Zoltan Tasi on Unsplash – edited by Nick Pipitone)
Red moon, where did you come from?
Red moon, what do you want?
I offered my children
I ignored your taunts
What more could you ask for?
Must you always flaunt
and remind me I’m an earth-bound servant
in the killing fields
my servitude is permanent
my fate is sealed
Continue readingOn the moon, we start again.
Continue readingI search for certainty
my mind processes current events like a calculator,
seeking clarity – aren’t we all?
But once things settle down, the lake becomes still
in the moonlight
things change, get strange
Big Foot does a belly-flop in the cold water
scares the children away
The only thing I know for certain
is that life is constant change
impermanence +
I must cope with uncertainty.
(Photo by Jackson Hendry on Unsplash)