in absentia
the sun
spreads colorless
refraction
throughout
the
night sky

rainbows of the moon
spread on a palatte
of black
blue
and grey

after
chasing the sun
for so long
I have
changed
to moon gazing

she is much less demanding

her riches are not gold
but silver

and her
rainbows
can be caught
in my hand

they refract
in my

tears



SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/1/2016