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.