Saturday, April 9, 2011

Midnight

Waxing crescent moon
floats like fat boat
toward western harbor.
Children sleep.
I knit another row,
draw tub for bath,
hope for tomorrow.

7 comments:

  1. Your poem gives me a sense of the peacefulness in your home. Beautiful.

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  2. I love the imagery, the peaceful simplicity, the cadence of this poem.

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  3. What a lovely , serene scene, victoria. I like the vision of the moon sailing to the Western shore.

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  4. Congratulations on being NaPoWriMo's selected poet for the day.

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  5. I'm really startled to have my blog featured, and touched. I'm so pleased that people come and read and like what you read. Thank you all who visit here.

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  6. I really love this especially the moon being referred to as a "fat boat", what a image. Your writing has truth and beauty.

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