Goodnight

Out of the moon
came a minnow misguided
minutiae distinct as a
creviced crustacean 

from the pond
jumped the sunlight
bristling boldly

as the frog
watched alone
his tongue reaching
for flies

nature, so sweet –
a droplet – she cried
(an unusual kind
of intel design)

throughout – from
the window
the night scripted
itself

as the pillow deflated
by sweethearts
caught sharing

a whistle blows –
disturbance unwanted
shut down by a kiss
singing sonnets
in silence

in the backyard
the frog munched
on a worm

inside the
kitten has
eyes meant for
dreaming

goodnight
nature nurtures –
he lies awake yawning

goodnight – lay me down
see you all
in the morning