a place to wander...
Shivering in the cold night airwhen the wind comes whistling.In my dream I'm present there,wrapped in down, and listening.
cuddled in my so warm beadthinking what's above my heada moon in shadow for a timeas I try to make this rhyme.
Dear Deanna meant to say "bed"but typed about a bead instead.So goes it when the mind is splitbetween the right and left of it.:-)
ha, yes. thanks. i need to proof read from now on.
image delicate and lyric, while I slumber in my bed; winter's frost guilds twigs and branches,framing night sky overhead.-sus
Michelle, Deanna & Susan-Coming back to greet you friendI know this will not be the endCircle round from post to postGreat virtual friends-a toast!!Thank you all for such fun responses! A very nice poetry circle :)PS Deanna I read the typo as a rhyme anyway!
BTW- If you enlarge the photo by clicking on it, you will see the moons friends...mystery spots.
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