Crescent moon cradled
in stratosphere’s ice
crystal aura embrace:
deathly yet sublime.
My breath whispers
mysteries of dragons.

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5 Responses to Tonight

  1. J Oxenholme says:

    Lovely poem; well done. Reminds me of your closeness to Cymru. There be poets!

  2. Thomas Davis says:

    Ahh, what a wonderful, mysterious, magical poem.

  3. J Oxenholme says:


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