It has been some time
Since my pen has been lifted
To Write
And spell out poetry.

But today,
I walked outside
Only to find
A cool and gentle breeze...
And a full glowing moon...
Casting above Tucson...
And slowly descending into the next day.

I stared at the moon;
I stared at its glimmer...
Its shine...
I stared at the moon and thought:
"Can I stay here outside and not go back to my house in which I am
CONFINED?"