Nightjar

Motel sign 

sputtering 

Vacancy 

in the dark.

The vastness,

the possibility,

when no 

No 

precedes it.

[LSS, 12/22/20] 

Nightjars in Daylight

We rest and roost

wherever we please,

even here in the road,

concealed as we are

by dullness, the glory

of our plumage.

We have small feet

and walk slowly.

We are meant to fly.

[LSS, 12/22/20]