bursting sparkles
of color above our eyes,
squinting sometimes,
fingers in my ears at
the loud explosions of light.


craning my neck backward,
the light sprayed over the field,
the soft grass under my ankles,
where are you I wonder,
are you in the night or just beyond me?

the dog plants his paws,
little nails on your arm,
you pause before the notes,
and your hands carress the dog,
a ball cradled in his jaw.