Lingering on the edgeA Poem by An owl on the moonOn silver-shining sequined streets...![]() Lingering on the edge of
light
on silver-shining
sequined streets footsteps fainting, falling night grafted gardens of colored
pleats… Rhythmic rifts of clouding
skies cadence
tripping light the tune lullen
mists waltz olive eyes I dance her earth and she
my moon… And in the tranquil ruby
glimmer rain
descends in mothered pearls she
glides across the earthen shimmer in seabird songs and
lilting curls… © 2012 An owl on the moonReviews
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Added on September 20, 2012Last Updated on September 20, 2012 AuthorAn owl on the moonAbout"There are only four questions of value in life... What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for.. and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same: O.. more.. |


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