12.5.2014
full moon trees
sparse against snow
like a Robert Frost poem
christmas lights
through woods
like fairies in wind
breathe it in,
sense it all soft
and clear cold
eyelids wide
at the grace.
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12.5.2014
full moon trees
sparse against snow
like a Robert Frost poem
christmas lights
through woods
like fairies in wind
breathe it in,
sense it all soft
and clear cold
eyelids wide
at the grace.
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Beautiful
Thanks… it was a beautiful night…