Look East
to watch the setting sun
reach across the miles
to brush the mountains pink
with one last caress farewell
as they blush
rose red at nightfall
and sink into gray
waiting for the moon to say
“Hush, be still now.
I am with you til the dawn.” mjh
2/9/06
(with a tip of the hat to Jon Knudsen)
Listen to Blush (22 seconds)
My Virtual Chapbook (table of contents)
And a tip of the hat right back. Nice poem. And pass that bottle back over here.
beautiful poetry…..