Last night the moon

orange sickle bright

seemed too large, low

hung over hedges

briefly eclipsed

by passing trees

dimmed by

closer light yet

always the lit

rondure

discovered

its umbral orb

to me -

I was driving

in the moondark

night

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5th September 2018

Today

on the drive home

the transcendent wonder

of the clear ice blue rimmed with golden pink

and the blackness of trees

horizon silhouettes

and bats

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