diamond edged air
cuts like a knife
morning moon’s cold light
The Great Pumpkin
emanating the light of the moon
no need for a knife to free its face
its spirit rises from the shape
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
diamond edged air
cuts like a knife
morning moon’s cold light
emanating the light of the moon
no need for a knife to free its face
its spirit rises from the shape