Every night a circus outside my window:
Strobe like a shameless barker
spiels its blinding babble
across the murky sky
Summer fireworks
rainbow confetti
over the distant field
Street signals
Juggle a constant
red yellow green
Fire trucks
whirl and spin
their bright acrobatics
Dazzle the blue
flickered magic
of ambulances
Neon-crusted buildings
hook the eye
with gaudy lures
But I come from a dark country
of hoot owl lullaby
and coyote dream
Where night
spends a single silver coin
for entry
This new city thrums
and lusters
such a rich showy life
How dull of me
to pine that past, that plain
and stilling moon
return to poetry home