Crescent Hook for Wayward Thoughts

October moon rises-
-

Orange from the sun.

 

Crisp air shudders.

 

As tree waits,

One leaf falls.

 

Rabbit hops,

Crow flies.

 

Mysterious womb gathers

Scattered dreams
 of receding day.

 

Moths parachute through time…

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