POEM FOR A FULL NOVEMBER MOON
POEM FOR A FULL NOVEMBER MOON Flowing words like “Waxing gibbous moon” enthrall my intellect. Glowing full moon, soaring beyond words in clearing November skies, enthralls my soul. Let the words wax... The moon is full! I throw lines on poems like logs on a cold night’s fire. ©T. Patrick Berry Sign in to see full entry.