Moonlit Fields

Lyn C. A. Gardner

Drift with me in the moonlight...
 

Poetry
Literary

the moon rises slowly
over stony banks
silvering the dark pond
silvering the grass
silvering my drifting hair

ah to make plaits
out of the moonbeams
weaving them for pale streamers
drifting like silent fireflies
out over the fields


                                                                     

Copyright 2006, Lyn C. A. Gardner. All rights reserved.

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