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In the blue dusk
an October moon
a pearly orb,
rose over the pines.
It was briefly snared
in the bare branches
of a tree,
like a yellow balloon.
It slowly disentangled
then freed
from gnarly grasp,
rose up to meet the stars.
susil 10/2008
posted on Oct 27, 2008 12:07 PM ()
