poem of the day
Thursday, November 19, 2020
poem of the day November 19
A crescent moon
waits for planets
like a big catcher's mitt
in last night's early sky
Jupiter and Saturn appear
as solar balls chasing
each other in some
time warp where
destiny appears closer
than the reality of time
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