The Throwing Fog
The grey clouds streak in front of the full moon
Coolness of the moon lays upon the ground
Looking straight up the night drifts dark too soon
The grey clouds streak in front of the full moon
And beauty lends directly to my swoon
There’s a fog that throws itself all around
The grey clouds streak in front of the full moon
Coolness of the moon lays upon the ground
Russell Sivey
Contest: "Triolet"
Sponsor: Giorgio Veneto
8/4/2013
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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