Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Dusky Sky

The treetops seem to gaze at the movie screen sky in rapt attention. The misty moon gradually appears and begins her float to center stage awaiting the oohs and ahhs of her audience.


  1. Oh, summer. I love this. I was actually just looking out our west facing third-floor window-- the clouds were so blue and copper against the dark trees that I grabbed my little poem book and my pen and painted out what I saw. I'll post it to my blog at some point. Late August is delicious, isn't it?

  2. Yes, I agree Megan! August is so rich in lush colors and rich sounds, for me it's the comfy chair of the calendar. Can't wait to read your poem!