Moon Gone Dark
In early morning hours with dawn a blush, moon rises in the east, cloudless skies, a sliver of light. I watch her go dark quarter
In early morning hours with dawn a blush, moon rises in the east, cloudless skies, a sliver of light. I watch her go dark quarter
Flooded with moonlight the bay lay rippled with soft northerly wind, the sound of owls echoing in the forest. Her beauty spread upon the lonely
Spirited away in the dark night, I travelled to distant lands, other times of strange expectation. I return tired, the night work taking more than
Before first light trucks clang on the street, the noise of traffic, a glimmer in the east. Wind stirs the trees, hints of yellow showing