TRAVELLING ACROSS THE HOURS OF DAYLIGHT
by @donall-dempsey
TRAVELLING ACROSS THE HOURS OF DAYLIGHT
the sea
herding its flock of islands
through a sunset
I fall to sleep
with a warm breeze for a blanket
a cloud for a pillow
a cloud
balanced on the tightrope
of an horizon
clouds
form their own mountains
above the mountains
a crescent moon chats
to the sleepy hill
a bird eavesdrops
the sun
bleeding into
a river
I travel across
the hours of daylight
to meet a harvest moon
moon and I
both arrive at the mountain
at the same time
moon rests
on the mountain's shoulder
I lie at their feet
birds
erect a barrier of song
". . .this space is mine...mine. . .mine. . ."
we march into town
the Present & I
the Past lumbering behind