Saturday, October 15, 2016

Two New Poem Drafts

Privilege

It's a privilege to see the moon tonight:
the stars through cloudy covers peek,
the silver glow leaps over houses,
and big and full the moon is bright.
Upon the grass the droplets gleam.
The air is still and lightly cool.
On beam of moon my heart takes flight --
it's a privilege to see the moon tonight.

Snow Scene

The streams of light from silent stars
have lit the living earth below
with joyful laughter, bright to eye,
that lingers over fallen snow.
A litheful vision leaps aloft:
a flying bird on wings of night,
a shadow crossing moonlight soft
and painting form on heaven bright.

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