Crescent Hook for Wayward Thoughts

October moon rises-
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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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STARSHINE

I love stars to be a part of my day–

They make me smile, feel happy in a way.

So bright, so fun—that mysterious twinkle.

What is really up there? Is it time in a wrinkle?

What can I say?  I was born to play!

Stars help me remember that I came that way…

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(seed bead mosaic by the author)