Under Moon

Under moon
a silver shadow
painting greens and browns
black and gray
across the hills of the Palouse
I think about where I am
how my heart
still yearns for the smell of sage
carried by hot current
dried sweat.

I will be ok here
it's taken me a bit
to get used to
and I can always run home
if I really wanted to.

Moonstruck

When I look into the night
I see the moon
and I like to think
that you are too.

The same moon
you and I.

I know
that while you look
into the same night sky
you see a different moon
and we will never be together again.

Moontouch

I touched the moon today

it sat split open

under a light.

One of the most expensive

rocks on the planet

a black gem

polished by saw

and hurled through the cosmos.

And when I touched it

it touched me.