Silently, 'moonface' moves to other limbs.
moonrise
it chooses another tree
this voiceless owl
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
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10 comments:
I was out trying to capture the beauty of the moon last night and it was just like that - hopping up the branches and taking a rest on various trees. This is lovely, D!
I thank you, K.!
__I expect we were not the only two people gazing at the moon last night, yet among those watching eyes, each set had their own fantasy; my hyper-imagination (an affliction) saw that orb as an owl's face... sliding from tree to tree. Well, at least, I admit my disfunction.
__Smiles, K! _m
been witness to that universal scheme of things many times,
well said, Magyar :)
wishes,
devika
lovely M
john
ok again i lost my comment so here it is kinda, i'm never up for the moon so I look up, to you dear Doug
Dev,
__Eyes see... imaginations paint the scenes, that, I know you know;
I thank you!
John,
__Your comments, always recieved thankfully.
Frank,
__Too... glad you visit here, and to recieve your kind words.
LL,
__Even if we are not awake to see the moon... it 'sees' us all, and LL... please, look up to yourself!
__I thank you all. _m
Wasn't this just the best month for the moon? Lovely poem.
This was just downright beautiful M! And even more so because today for the first time in my life a Grey Great Horned and I inspected each other from a respectful distance. Gosh what a thrill that was...
The moon has been hauntingly glorious these past few weeks.
This is lovely, funny that the only owl I see regularly is always in the same hole in the same tree
Sandy and Janice, I truely appreciate your comments of support, and Juliet... you are always welcome! _m
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