Today's poem is by Aaron Belz

lone wolf

Goodnight, moon. Or rather, goodbye.
I'm tired of the tricks you've played on me.
I'd rather go through night after night
unilluminated and just a bit forlorn,

a lone motorcyclist heading for home,
than wander among your sharp shadows,
sit on your white boulders, look down
into the silver river, any longer.

Copyright © 2009 Aaron Belz All rights reserved
from Lovely, Raspberry
Persea Books
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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