photo: ralph murreby David Scheler
the silhouette
of a man in a boat
who watches the waves
lap the rocks and the reeds
as he strokes
his thinning hair,
contemplates the reflections
among the ripples,
the waning yet to come.
The light on the water,
the full moon,
all are silver
through the mist
where the sun
had shone
only a few hours
or decades earlier.
~ previously published in Casting for Meteors (Finishing Line Press)
