The path of the moonAs it travels across The life-sustaininggaseous orbis rivetingas the black archcuts away the edge of the orange globethen, like molasses on a cold winter dayit travels onuntil totally obscuring the SunMid-day brilliance turns to duskHats are donnedJackets pulled closeAs the mercury plungesThere is mystery hereCausing silence amongstThose gathering in this nestInContinue reading “In the Shadow”
-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
Crumbs for the Journey 