Clearing Metaphors

Hay is crinkling in various places The candle stump stares solemnly Beyond the moon nocturnal vault A groan floats in the air, rewon by gag words. The trees climbed the hill and over it Golden light shone via withered stalks of the fields Form a truss around haphazardly spread items A gray stone protrusion anchored in the soil. You can grasp soft light before it turns into fire Embrace the dawn limbs that wish not to leave Wigwag with guttural grunts and groans A song is famous for mixing notes. When the moon lights up the forest Insight vibrates with comfort and grace Shadows provide healing and nightly perks After teasing, stars micturate dreams to reality Crossing the dense green is bliss. Stamina allows for both movement and rest The meadow cures you with brightness Clearing in the woods is a mainstay. 4th place contest winner Written: February 10, 2023 The Clearing Poetry Contest Sponsored by: craig cornish