.
beyond the kitchen window: a wine-dark sea
first light hasn’t touched the boundary birch
luxurious pre-dawn cocoon
silence in a sinner’s church
rapt and so devout out has fallen in
in has tumbled out
I respire (without which
there’d be no coming or going
no out-to-in no in-to-out
no seeing no being
no faith no doubt)
suspended over town
a moon hovers
day comes round
erratic bliss
furtive pure
at times profound
it comes again,
a faithful moonlike
lover
by Jim Culleny
12/13/11
Blink 