Night Moves

Sleeping in day-bed

Under heaps of blankets, just

Feels Dickensian.

Skat@2020

The First Sound

Vehicle shoots past

Dissolving into silence—

Life in the country

Skat@2020

Sleeping In

He lies between us,

Stealing space, sharing my breath—

Boat-motor running

Skat@2020

Morning in Bed

Persistent rain drops
Onto newly shingled roof
Distant wind chimes ping.

skat@2019

Lazy

Remaining in bed
I hear the rain falling down–
Bird voices all hush.

skat@2019