The silver moon
Cries out to me
Come see
The brilliant night
She lights the way
For me to run
With packs
Wilder
Than I can be.
The silver moon
Cries out to me
I cover my eyes
Not to see
Hearing coyotes
Yip, yip, yip
They sing
To me I ignore
The moon.
The silver moon
Cries out to me...
16 comments:
Beautiful Gail, love the verse and that picture......Wishing you and yours a Healthy and Happy New Year, Hugs Francine.
You are so in tune with nature and all its elements. I guess that's unavoidable given where you live but especially true for you. It must be the blood of your ancestors that courses through your veins. xox
Nature and our surroundings drive so many of us! Good one, Gail!...:)JP
really pretty one Gail
Beautiful Gail I love your poetry Happy New Year. Hug B
Miss Poet . . . you cry out to me . . .
The best HAPPY New Year ever . . .
I have always been attracted to the moon. That seals it.....we are sistas from another mother! Those weren't coyotes yip-yipping at you! It was me- calling you out to play! a-oooh!
Awesome post and photo ! Have a Happy New Year !
The moon has been very pretty the last few nights reflecting on the icy landscape in our valley!
Lovely poem!
Lots of silver moons in that picture. Happy New Year Gail.
The moon always does that when I try to take pictures of it, too!
Great photo and a wonderful post, Gail.
Happy New Year! ♥
Great moon and post Gail.
You have such a poetic and loving soul. Happy New Year, Gail! You have been a blessing to me.
Tons of love..(putting it mildly!)
Mona
So wild, so free - both picture and words found a place in my heart and mind! Happy New Year!
ha. the moon calls me as well....packs wilder than me....smiles...gotta watch that but then again they are alive...run free...happy new year...
The moon always calls out to me, too. I love it, and we just had such a beautiful, full one.
*sigh*
Perfect.
=)
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