~Suspended~

 White daisies

Nestled in jade leaves

The big kind

With upturned faces

To the moon 

Water from the midnight sprinklers

Hanging in the air

Nothing moving

Suspended velvet night

I came out

At the exact rights

t time

To see the moon

Dark and crescent

Clear and overbright

The shining kind

That glows from the inside

Serial and shaded

Both the flowers and the moon

Buttered white

A ghost swaying\

Can’t look away

From this thoughtful emptiness

Of it all

Trying hard

To smooth out

The wrinkles of the 

Unfolding days 

No progression

But then again,no worrying in the moment

That lingers here

~Sarah Mahina Calvello