Sunday, November 05, 2006
Full Moon
wind roaring tall oaks thrash
full moon clouds thin inky wet
asphalt leaves black rain not
exactly balmy crash lights flash
sun rose potent bright morn hot
pack sweater peach linen shirt
enough pause runway savor day
cloudless bounty pouring down
north land slowly lost plunged
fog murk darker descend blind
sudden sight drops tear past
we're down green gold home
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