Inspiration
A crescent moon at eventide and my muse takes flight
Starry skies that gleam at night
inspires me to write
A thunderstorm in early morn,
A birdsong at break of dawn
and my thoughts ignite
When seasons change from hot to cold
And autumn leaves turn to gold
My words take flight
A summer breeze that sweetly sighs
A cloud on high passing by, flutter of a butterfly
and my words will glow
A bloom in spring, a winter frost
A memory of a love I lost
and my muse will grow
A sunset dressed in tangerine
Luna clothed in golden sheen
and my ink will flow
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9/5/17
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2017
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