the unexpected
half moon tipped on its belly
bright
in the clear midnight sky quadrantids expected
in the pre-dawn hours
now
in the pre-dawn hours a haze of overcast
obscures the stars wrapped in a quilt against the chill
listening
to the breeze
a distant dog barking
a tree branch touching and not touching the gutter now
chilled
a little disappointed but content with the unexpected
listening
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Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2020-01-04 at 12:04
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Lawrence Beck |
MetaPoetics |
KYREUS of Sweden |
KYREUS of Sweden |