Urania Poem by Hope Hills

Urania



Urania muses over the moon
Big, bright hiding
A little out of sight
Beyond the trees

If your eyes
Do so choose
Sensations gleem
Senses, sense

The fluttering streams
And beams
Moon asks her,
'What does it all mean? '
And then she sneezed

Monday, August 10, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: moon,senses
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