The Woodland Rocks
full
moon
waxing-
three percent
before completion-
exposed- no clouds- shadows dancing
light breeze teases branches to swish a snare drum rhythm
owls hoot and toot- nightingale virtuoso sings jazz- its summertime the woodland rocks
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