The Buck Moon struts his way across the sky
And plants his feet in the heat
Of summer clouds
Lifts his nose to ionic lightening
Bathes in thunderous rains
And grazes on the stars
The Buck Moon struts his way across the sky
And plants his feet in the heat
Of summer clouds
Lifts his nose to ionic lightening
Bathes in thunderous rains
And grazes on the stars
Comments9
this is great really interesting
Lorna,
So glad you’re back...
Missed you!
Nice comeback with Bob Seger and “The Buck Moon”!
~Laura~
I really like the way you've done this. Great to get a peep into your inspiring imagination.
I really like the way you've done this. Great to get a peep into your inspiring imagination.
Just what I needed today, thank you
I really like the way you've done this. Great to get a peep into your inspiring imagination.
This is very beautiful and uplifting. Thanks for sharing
A fine write Lorna.
Loved it. Beautiful write!
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