Something Dressy
A kingfisher
would like to have no borders,
no moongates.
*
Sleep not, when
the moon rises. I will call
the moonflower.
*
The dusk
has a short vision of
a crescent moon.
Satish Verma
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
