Image: Nathanaël Desmeules
Full Moon Reflecting off the Peaks
As snow does to a fire
gods who bit flowers of ink
a nest of mad kisses down the long black river
the milky way sky’s pale vertebrae
archipelagos of stars
framed between small branches
blossoms of small arms , nails us naked to the color
of pink hyacinth singing singing
in deep red ripples
your voice is a pale street lamp on calm black water
just (a word planted by the water
before I am a stone in a stone-swallowing river
thrown
into
sleep
————————————————– your eyes
Donnie Hollingsworth has lived in many small Rocky Mountain towns and currently resides in Lamar, Colorado–where he teaches Art and English at the local community college–with his wife, cat, and dog. His art can be found here.
South Broadway Ghost Society 