
Moonshadows
I will
Always find time
On leafless winter nights
Or hot and humid summer ones
To dance
A Cinquain poem.
Moonshadows
I will
Always find time
On leafless winter nights
Or hot and humid summer ones
To dance
A Cinquain poem.
Early hour thunderstorm
Lightening
Fills darkness like a
Flicked switch
I am reminded of my insignificance
As thunder quakes my home foundation to peak
A liquid moon moves gently among the long branches
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There is little better than a
winter night with a hearty meal, some select liquid
and your hunny with the full moon
creating shadows in the house as it moves
across the sky, dancing with the stars gently
and we full and bundled up slip among
bare trees over crisp leaves and cold water, the
night early and still cooling, no night will be as long
holding hands nearly off balance we watch through the bare branches
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A Golden Shovel Poem based on Winter Trees by William Carlos Williams
Moths
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When the moths no longer welcome me home
I know that winter is soon on the way
It’s sad to slip past the porch light alone
No night flying lovelies amidst the glow
Acknowledging the end of the work day
Tawny and buff with stripes of color for show
They are as compelling as the night sky
Hiding among ridges of bark by day
Emerging at night to dance as they fly
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(A Nocturna Poem)
MOTH
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MOTH
Insect
Nocturnal
*
Dancing near porch lights
Visiting evening blooms
Recognition by flashlight
*
“Night Flying Lepidoptera”
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