Loopy Lune

Loopy Luna shines
Combing sky
Lighting her own face

Lanturne

I
Am not
Anyone’s
Fool, but my own.
Ha!

A cross tick

Have we come so far
Under a banner of nations
But to fall at this hurdle
Racing to justify our own
Ignominious feelings of
Selfish, ignorant pride?

Three Little Lines

Do you hear me now
Or do your ears still suffer
Whispering silence?