The gibbous moon was gawking
like a ghostly eye above
discouraging those mawkish
thoughts that minimize true love
although it's gaze was distant
I could feel it bearing down
prohibiting redundant
sentiments in which I drown
perhaps I'll simply simmer
for another week or two
until it winks in slumber
and inspires something new.
Are You Reading Me?
I'm still alive Bob. ^_^
ReplyDeleteHey Gerald, how ya been buddy? Had an awesome gig with the band last night, nice to see you're still kickin' ;-)
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