Seeing Poem by William Waterway

Seeing



The bright white night
of looming cold moon
reflecting onto still snow
cast out long stark shadows
of oak, cedar, pine, sassafras
as stars stare down from on high
against dead dark of wondering sky

Monday, May 24, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: snow
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