Midday autumn sky—
as apparent as the sun,
yet brighter, the moon.
Mooney
Category: Unplugged
Strive
Climb every mountain—
the world becomes your oyster,
and life, a postcard.
Likeness
As humans, the gums,
hundreds of varieties,
unsafe when triggered.
Surface tension
As a drop of oil,
unsettled, setting summer
refuses to fuse.
Competition
Peering through darkness,
vying for attention, moon—
over mobile screens.
The Chaos Within 