Relax

adam

I can hear the canopies brushing in the wind,

As the night sky drapes down to a grass filled floor,

The moon provides a hopeful glow,

This might not be heaven, but everything seems so mystic.

  • Author: adam (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 12th, 2017 21:22
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 32
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  • FredPeyer

    Welcome to the site Adam.
    From the way you write this wonderful poem, it IS heaven!

  • burning-embers

    Short and sweet = impact! Great choice of words. Canopies, grass and moon.... and we are all creating our mind pictures. Took me back to nightime at a festival with a buzz in my head.



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