Prolific Magic Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Prolific Magic
Quietly looking about this night, staring into it's shadows,
trying to make out their forms in moonlight, mystifying, a
sense of prolific magic hanging in the air.
Kicking dirt with toes, playfully scuffing them, watching
dust as it's lifted into the air in darkness and then it
disappears in a moment of moonlight.
Friday, May 12, 2017
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