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The orb of winter’s night;
Guides by sanguine light.
We sang a passionate tune;
While hoping to catch on soon,
A glimpse of sterling moon.

 

 

Form: Imagism

(Inspired by an old photograph taken by my sister.)

Posted for MTB @ dVerse Poets Pub

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