Dusk for Dawn

floating rests on a polarized light
substance mirrors illumination 

in a dream, firing up
unavailable rods, clouded cones

unphotogenic in a sense
omnidirectional, but static 

can’t trust it, the chlorophyll 
bit dust, it’s de-luxed

swap that green hill 
for a pasture bathed 
in colors unimagined

Friday Writings #233: “set another goal … dream a new dream”