Thick soles thmp down against asphalt,
continual stride, long-legged, steady,
as a full moon hangs through thin cloud sheets
beckoning to tired eyes the coming home.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Thick soles thmp down against asphalt,
continual stride, long-legged, steady,
as a full moon hangs through thin cloud sheets
beckoning to tired eyes the coming home.
I could feel the thumping of the soles! Beautiful imagery of the moon and the cloud like sheets! Lovely!