The shadowy figure of the moon beams with yellow glow.
Watching.
This must be Heaven.
The Urban street lights go out and the only thing left is the
Illuminated Moon
I think
What a night
I close my eyes
but i'm still staring at the moon
The image won't go away
A nice image
I finally go to sleep
And dream about the illuminated moon

Empty Wheelbarrow

A Swedish farmer has worked all winter to fill his wheelbarrow but he gets no crops
He has worked hard all winter but no crops. The empty wheelbarrow is just a sick reminder that he was unsuccessful for the last couple of winters.
The empty blackness of nothing fills him with rage.
He yearns for more crops.
Yet it is too late.
Another winter over and still
nothing.