Solstice Sunset
I walk into apricot sky,
my dog charges
a windmill
clunks and clatters
on the wind burst
with crystal
flurries.
I should have named her
Don Quixote,
(Qui for short),
that dog, jousting
her demons
on the mesa.
I turn,
she follows.
Me
into steal darkness
and home.
Candel holders made with scrap from the mesa…collected over the last year. Light for a new year …Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!