Watching over a lone rider
by mike marcellino
A postcard half moon,
stamped on a dark envelope
in the empty night sky.
A postcard half moon,
rested in her fuzzy white nest,
tattered cloud of sorts.
Postcard half moon,
cradled thoughts,
wishes,
distant dreams,
desires
beyond his reach,
lost.
Postcard half moon
looked upon a world,
black and white,
traveled on seas,
time and space
watching over a lone rider.
Copyright by mike marcellino 2009
Notebook Writer: poetry, music, photography and writing of Mike Marcellino
