Night

The moon is shining
on leaves floating through the air
the night is thinking

of moonlight blinking
illuminate lonely bear
the moon is shining

on trees aligning
round dirt road there
the night is thinking

of wind a-whining
but has no cares
the moon is shining

on world is dining
a silent watch prepare
the moon is shining
the night is thinking
over the sleeping world.

— by Sara

Alhambra photo by L.L. Barkat.

POETRY FRIDAY:
High Calling Blogs RAP: Sonnet Makes Grown Man Cry
A Simple Country Girl’s Raspberries
Monica’s Dinner Table
Joelle’s The Beginning of the Path to There
Claire’s Wind-Tossed Paper
Laura’s Tumor [for a friend]
Yvette’s A Daily Prayer
LL's Sweep
Eric's Image of Man, Image of God