Night Moves


Sometimes reality waxes and wanes

Like the moon and its shadow

over the still shimmering sea,

its path pure.


Sometimes the fish

take the bait,

their blood staining and flooding the water.

Do you drink the one

but not the other?

or is the mixture a delicacy, sauce for the flesh

to savour and suck

fresh off the hook.


Sometimes the night

is more illuminating than the sun.

Music heightens

senses sharpen

minds open to the experience

and words fall into place

on the page

where they can be seen in all their glory,

acknowledged

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