"And I was some of the mud that got to sit up and look around." ~kurt vonnegut
Sep 2, 2009
Orange Moon Rising
Who writes poems about summer while it is? would you write a poem about love when with your lover? blue-sky-bright eyes sunny smile showers of laughter warm embrace but now glancing aside, distracted by cricket song, a shiver as coolness of autumn arises orange and round on the horizon and i write a poem.
blinding green, sun slant, shadows long , crickets chant goodbye to summer
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