the round, quiet moon, whips across the silent sky; a sweet, demure dress. master moon dominates all, seduce the twinkling, he does. © Ebony

flames upon silver cause bleeding sky to elope twist of pen stole it heat rises from cryptic ink stained page left on the table. © Ebony

a funny little fable i wrote whilst at the table. there once was a fuzzy, little lion who enjoyed eating flowering dandelions; he would groom each lawn `til the dandelions were gone with the more he ate, he required a larger plate. until one sunny, summer's day, he burst & abruptly blew away. after fur & flower fell like rain those cheeky dandelions grew tall...