Fledgling Poet
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Full Moon Grasses
Full moon grasses
lit silver by sister orb’s
metal breath of night
only waves from
dark sky breezes
let luster peacock
off each thin blade
and so the wind
and the grass
and the sun and the moon,
and so they play
all night
as we sleep
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