Thursday Sunsets

The sun set

on a Thursday,

not a cloud in the sky,

just a hand in mind

and smiles on our faces.

Any burnout or exhaustion

fades away with the sunlight.

We’re left illuminated by the moon

and the stars in the sky.

Did you know that the moon

only shimmers up there for you?


Lonely Owl

Late at night, darkened room,

windows down, a single owl outside.

It has no nest, perches on a branch beside my window.

I don’t sleep when he’s out there,

but I never bring myself to shut the window.

Because who will listen if not me?

He’s got a lot to say, this homeless bird,

and he’s always alone,

Maybe I feel connected to it-

projecting my own loneliness

onto this brown nocturnal owl,

hoping maybe if I let this bird speak

someone will let me, too.