Full moon
mocks the morning sky
Empty dinner plate
lays on the breakfast table
Night does not end
with the sun
I awoke alone.
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Words Count With Mama Zen
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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
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Thursday, March 28, 2013
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