May Hay Poem by Michael Witkowski

May Hay



rippled words
hush up golden
streaks of hay
in May-
sun glimmers on
outcast reindeer
at rosebush stones-
silver moon gleams
with ten harvest spells
across wintery bay

Sunday, January 16, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: silver
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