January 30, 2015

DSC_2095January
disappears,
this year,
into
a dark textured
sheet of ice.
Four round rocks
mark four points
on the vast surface
of what was this month.

I say good bye to evening

Walking to the car,
the dog plays
and
a bald eagle flies overhead.

The beauty of the moment,
leaves me breathless.

 

©Kathleen Moors

 

 

 

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