Poetry On Thursday
Wolf
moon glowed
Moon
glow sliding
brightly
across
woode red floor
waking
me
from
dreamless sleep
Two
nights ago
Clouds
tightly and quickly
Blanketed
the moon
Moonglow
gone
I
felt the mystery
Wondering
Blustery
winds
Sheets
of rain came
Cold
settled
Winds
spit snow
Flake
here
Flake
there
Dusting
Melting
Dusting
Morning
breaks
Snow
Nature’s
glitter
Sugar
coating
Fluffy
white clouds
Dance
across baby blue skies
Snow
blankets
Our
mountains
This
morning
(c) Carol Ingram Moore 2013
What a beautiful poem - and a stunning view of the snow-dusted mountains!
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