A Crescent Moons Shines Poem by Annie Mark

A Crescent Moons Shines



The sky is always the most surreally beautiful
when there is garbage swirling in your head
and clouds in your heart.
Its a particularly cloudy day today
But the stars are shining in the dusky night

Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds
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