Moonlight Delight
autumn sated moon,
old in its wisdom, hovers
above a sea gown of blue.
it cannot be bind,
in its deed it takes delight,
field laden with harvest scent.
9/7/2017
Poetry Contest :
syllable count of 5/7/7/5/7/7.
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2017
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