drooping eyelids
the moon
looks smaller now

crossing the mirror
the gait
of a confused ant

on the lake
a ripple
spreads

behold!
the blue tides
breathing.

a leaf
speaks to the dewdrops,
"will you stop spitting?"

starless
a firefly floats.

a leaf
chasing the currents
of a flooded river.

Mr. Poet,
what madness drove you to believe
you can hold the stars?

little leaf,
what made you tremble
without the wind?

one more step
a snail
on a dunghill.

silence
on your moving
lips.

bobbing
over blue waters
distant boat.