It’s September outside

moon dancing magic

tricks with sunbeams

  evening approached

like a shadow growing chin hair

 familiar memories old loneliness

beating erythema in the hollows

throat catching unspeakable need

 creeping inward, settling in pockets

 subtle indifference to the


of the water that buoys

 bodies unfamiliar to it.

If wishes were gold

then beggars would ride

is the old saying that repeats

in the corner

while sleeping it off

realizing imperceptible

shifts of truth do not require

beliefs sustainability  

It’s  September outside

the moon is playing tricks 

another season has passed

another winter has begun

ambiguous certainty

wrapped, packed away

 inside a chest of cedar

waiting for spring.

HA! 2016

Birthday Moon HA! 2015 artwork: Birthday Moon HA! 2015 oils (still available for purchase)

Thank you for being here today <3



  1. ARTmoses
    January 27, 2016

    Beautiful work!

    1. HA!
      January 27, 2016

      Thank you I sure appreciate the feedback 🙂 HA!

      1. ARTmoses
        January 27, 2016

        You are welcome

  2. HA!
    January 27, 2017

    Reblogged this on AlleyVision.


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