Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Hypnotic

September 26, 2005
9:40 PM

Moonlit clouds drone
into oblivion; the waters whisper
soft, his voice, hypnotic,
and I smile,
nearly
not
uncertain
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2 comments:

paisley said...

just a hint of being on the edge......

very nicely done....

12/14/07, 11:46 AM
Crafty Green Poet said...

I like the sense of uncertainty there

12/16/07, 2:46 PM

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