His Reverie
At the moon, he raised a howl
A long, and plaintive cry.
What cause he, to lift his head
And serenade the sky.
That I could look into his soul
To see the world as he,
Dwell in his mind for a while
To know his reverie.
Entry for
WK 3 March 19,Any form,
any theme upto a max of 8(EIGHT) LINES Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand.
19/3/19. Placed=2nd.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2019
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