Waxing crescent sets in September dusk,
Silver hope shines bright in fading aqua sky.
She rose invisible, masked by sun's full light,
glows strong, increases, with darkening night.
Victoria Hendricks
Septembr 14, 2010
Silver hope...grows strong...
ReplyDeleteI like it!
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/monday-poetry-potluck-kings-queens-and.html
ReplyDeletei would be tickled if you share your poetry with us...
link in 1 to 3 poems as soon as possible.
thanks for the attention.