National Poetry Writing Month

OK, here goes!  30 Days, 30 Days…

SILVER

 

Slowly, silently, now the moon

shimmies between cedar and fir

where owl calls my name.

Cassiopeia guides my midnight steps.

 

Written after the first line of Walter de la Mare’s “Silver”

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I write. I read. I write and read...I listen to raindrops on begonias, talk to ravens, dance with dragons. I practice Tai Chi in a barn, I sleep with earth stones and tarot cards. I celebrate each day. Join me!
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