Night sky
Blink of an eye
Wry, wry
Screech and sigh
Owl’s on the prowl
Air hangs cool
Like water in a clear glass pool
Moon alights
Across golden blight
The sweeping flight
Circles its globe
Glowing deep teal
Another squeal
Feels unreal
This iridescent sight
First published in The Avocet Winter 2022-3 printed issue