Yesterday’s wind, it took things with it,
The leaves, for one.
Another month, for two.
For three, some threadbare fantasies.
But it left a near-full moon
and rolled out a red carpet
to where I do not know.
(1 Nov. 2009)
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Yesterday’s wind, it took things with it,
The leaves, for one.
Another month, for two.
For three, some threadbare fantasies.
But it left a near-full moon
and rolled out a red carpet
to where I do not know.
(1 Nov. 2009)
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Lovely – I like the juxtaposition of loss and anticipation.
.-= Mechaieh´s last blog .."but then where could he go in the world" =-.