early morning walk
a pregnant moon
its descent frozen westward
a thin sheet of water
not enough to call a puddle
but enough to surprise
a downward glance
an unexpected
glaring white eye
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floating and leaving no trace
early morning walk
a pregnant moon
its descent frozen westward
a thin sheet of water
not enough to call a puddle
but enough to surprise
a downward glance
an unexpected
glaring white eye
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Very nice.
Thank you, friend.
I am sitting here reflecting on your verse “reflection…”
I read it, reflected for a bit and then read it again. There is a lot here that could be missed with a single reading. Nice
Thank you!