A slice of grey matter in the sky; the moon; flung up,
pancake style, round as a bubble with no wobble, so confident in flux: full
with it.
Tired, not exhausted, driving, full-beams dredging hedges, a small catch of
wild eye reflections, all along the tree tunnel the moon is flickered off and
on, the tree tunnel: edged in gold leaf.
Full with it.
ReplyDeleteOoh. I was so disappointed that I somehow missed the Harvest Moon, save for thanks to you, I didn't.
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely weekend.
:-) It's in a clear sky tonight, I keep going outside and gazing at it! x Happy weekends all round!
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