One thought on “I’ll Take The Moon”

1. I forgot my Epilogue …

   Perception is My Reality
   Wonder if I can write
   By the light of the moon?
   Almost a full moon tonight
   A Glorious bulb of swoon.

   The Harvest moon or so they say
   ‘Twas the early evening / almost dusk
   Or the late hours of this Monday
   The fire sparkles another hue – of rust.

   The rising moon, the slowing flame
   Present an analogy of time of sorts
   Of the deep odiferous fire so tame
   My thoughts float away as smoke courts.

   [the open night, the falling shroud]

   The coolness settles down now.
   The night sky boasts nary a cloud.
   Breathe deep the smell of embers, wow.
   The senses come alive – aloud!

   Glowing bright and red and orange.
   bvl 09-16-2013

   Epilogue
   The waning flames subsides.
   Whispers, smoke escapes the wood.
   The glow of bark abides.
   Whilst the air is calm as it should.

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