Remember

Remember
when the trees were
fully clothed;
their sun-drunk skin
blanketed in
starlight

Remember:
that rushing sound
how it comes
and
goes -

breathing us to life
each time.

Odd Child

Odd child
at the edge of the grounds

Circling the perimeter -
the obscure,
Silhouettes of words
forming at the mouth.

Far from the game
all children play,
Never having learned

how to win.