Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Moonshadow

Mystic midnight mosaic, shadows stir,
In ceaseless quest to conquer, moonset mourns
While whispers of sun celebrate




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2 comments:

  1. Moonset. I like that. Never thought about using it. Or that it even exists. But it so does. Beautifully written, Ruby. As always. :)

    Thanks for linking up with KetchupWithUs. Please come back and see us again on the 1st.

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