Beer by Moonlight

The dipper's handle swirled,
Mars plunged towards the sea,

Saturn remained anonymous
though it sparked
beside the moon.

I wonder how I managed home.
Spruce limbs & steep drops
made every step feel like
that last moment before...



Edison's Magic Toy

I managed home
through spruce & cliff

trusting the moon to light my way.

Before electric lamps
dulled the city sky,

the stars
ministered
the lonely,

advised
the lovesick.

What does that bulb have to say?