Daylight’s fading though still

Bright enough for someone

To read and write.


Or sew clothing and textiles

To form something else

While others take a nap.


The rats run as the dogs chase them

While the birds flee from a cat

As I take a nap myself.


The dogs howl and bark

Communicating with one another

Harassing trepassers and even amongst themselves.


The cats fight on rooftops

Till one of them stops and retreats

Back to his house, wounded and alive.


The moon shines brightly

The owls flies silently

Looking for mice.


The cool air moistens

Forming fog and frost

As the animals rest.

Lousiana Swamp

The man keeps rowing on a boat

Observing the trees

The algae and the alligators.


He keeps on rowing

Looking further into the trees

Till he sees birds up there.


He turns around and sees

The same things in a circle

And moves out as he walks.

In the woods

I got lost in the woods

Obscured by several bushes

And trees until I lit a fire.


I had to get out

But I also have to kill

The fire before it burns badly.


Now it’s gone and dampened

I shout really loud

Until somebody finds me here.


Pictures left to fade

In sunlight, turning bluish

Though I can still recognise them.


The colour of my jeans fade

With every wear and tear

Until I repair them.


Then I remember a place

I used to go to

And when I go there, it’s gone.