Trace The Lull

A  L  O  H  A !

Morning Fog Creeps In

“Fall in love

with the energy

of the mornings -

" -trace your fingers 

along the lull

of the afternoons -

" -take the spirit 

of the evenings

in your arms

kiss it deeply 

and then

make love

to the tranquility

of the nights.” 

                           Sanober Khan

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Thank YOU

Friend!

              Fondly, cloudia

Moon Family

A L O H A

means 'Good Night' too . . .

Night doesn't fall.

       

                                    I think it floats down .  .  .

Shadows grow longer,

  

                    a n d    l  o  n  g   e   r . . . . 

Everyone pauses . . .

                      

                                or paws-es. . .

Agonies and extricates of color

                 

                                   psychedelicize . . . .

This was the prized,

 the desirable sight, 

unsought,

 presented so easily. . .

Gerard Manley Hopkins's

Moonrise

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That beauty is a thing beyond the grave,
That perfect, bright experience never falls
To nothingness, and time will dim the moon
Sooner than our full consummation here
In this odd life will tarnish or pass away.

D. H. Lawrence

Moonrise

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 Like Japanese poets

we contemplate

the same moon.

We share our poems

in bits and bites,

tweets, updates,

and posts.

Mostly

we enjoy each other

under the 

Autumn Moon.

Tipsy

we smile 

together-

-somehow

it is more

than abundance.

Moon Family

            Warmly, cloudia

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