leaving before sunrise
the
full moon of March
silenced
my steps,
with
a charcoal grey sky
as
a back-drop, the moon
o
that glorious moon
shimmered
in gold,
its
roundness softened
blending
into the sky
I
gasped not just at the view
but
the morning sky in its
ominous
tone...
and
then freezing rain fell
Hi Cheryl..I haven't blogged in a while and happy to see that you are well...may be all stay well...Michelle
ReplyDeleteHello dear Michelle, tis been a while and I'm thrilled to see you on-line again!
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