In the Still

by Maple Tree   Sep 26, 2015


Owlet looks beyond
Mothering moon gathers strength
Trees whisper secrets.

In the still of the night,
All those lurking become
The hunters fill-

Before the blood feast of dawn....

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  • 9 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Baring in mind your new found roots (pun intended) we should address you as "M'Lady" ;) x

    • 9 years ago

      by Maple Tree

      Gigggggles, only by marriage.....before my Lord, I was just a sheep wench... Lol

  • 9 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Thank you Gentlemen :-)

  • 9 years ago

    by Koan

    It has a Japanese flavor to it... Love it!

  • 9 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    Ugh......i love your poetry so damn much.....simply beautiful as always Syrup x

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