winter's silent moon

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    winter's silent moon

     ~
    I lay in bed,
    As darkness slowly devours my body.
    Waiting for the whispers of slumber to tickle my ear.
    I gracefully stroll over to my bedroom window.
    As i open the drapes,
    A peaceful shade of the silent moon gleams,
    reflecting through the stained glass.
    Shedding no more than a tear of the luminous glow.
    I open my window,
    and dreamt I'd walked into another universe.
    Turning back to reality,
    I open that window,
    and my life revived,
    sending the hot blaze of summer out of existence.
    ~

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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