Saturday, December 13, 2008

Ambition

The moon was my companion
as I traveled to the show
lending me the comfort
of its silky silver glow,

everything was glistening
like crystal as I passed
the limbs adorned with trinkets
that the bitter storm amassed,

assurances of argent
helped reveal new fields to reap
which sparkled with such splendor
I don’t ever want to sleep.

5 comments:

Shirley said...

You captured it! It was stunning in the sunlight but so majestic in the moonlight.

Dan said...

Almost make me wish for freezing rain...except for the treacherous roads and broken power lines. Nice visual, Bob!

Leon Basin said...

Great poem!

Art and Poetry said...

I lke this a lot! it has some lovely rhyming words

rch said...

wow, thanks everybody!!