Thursday, April 17, 2014

30 Words Thursday...

Moon child, am I.  Follower of the midnight lantern, with wide-eyed insomnia, I stare at the silver in the trees.  Restless tossing gives way to quiet creativity – a lunar frenzy.
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3 comments:

  1. rosebud1018:14 PM

    Andrew, what a beautiful poem. You see the most beautiful in insomnia!

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  2. Todd5:04 AM

    Beautiful photo!!

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  3. TesoriTrovati9:41 AM

    This is mysterious and haunting, both the words and the image. Thank you for always being a bright spot in my week, Andrew! Enjoy the day. Erin

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