Allusions Poem by Milda Morse
Allusions
Rating: ★4.9
Twilight has past,
the horizon is black,
Lonely oak tree
A huge lacy mass.
Watches the moon rise
It nestles in its branches,
Held fast in its empty breast,
Held gently in a sweet caress.
Picturesque and calm,
No birds or clouds found,
The breeze whispers your name,
I know I am loved.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
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5/1/2024 11:42:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
"Lonely Oak tree… the moon…nestles in its branches"… exquisite, enigmatic