Oh Sly Moon

Oh Sly Moon

with your cathedral silhouettes

wrapped in peek-a-boo

glances—

streaming across this island

where nature abounds.

Your spotlight of evening seeking

highlights itself across

the land—

repeats itself to the  end

of time.

Now each night you leave a memento

of evening light--

like a spear recreating itself

in a glare of twilight

across this sleepy waterway.

(c) 2017 Richard L. Provencher