CANVAS MOON

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A canvas moon paints a

broad open field with silver dust.

Fair opening breezes test tree tops

and back porch chimes.

 

The solitude is furious with quiet.

Night fires, crackling lamps of light

form great red embers

breathing heavily under

thin layers of gray ash.

 

Moisture slips into the mouths of

waiting roots; it is the appetite of trees

and all things alive.

 

The skin of earth breathes deep.

Night folds back its cool blankets.

Day starts.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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