Night’s Revel

She cared nothing for the clichéd light of day

She reveled in her sullied darkness –

Self-sufficient, encompassing…

With a smile as sudden and charged as lightning.



Reading Owl

She was by a window in the library,

Brown eyes turned golden in light,

A pencil-chewing, hybridized sight,

Eyes glassy from the trance of reading,

He approaches, she, unheeding.

He says hello and offers to refill her coffee cup,

She smiles, he’s taken in now by her strange eyes, so sunny side up.