Drops of Moon. (a poem)


The unkempt blanket of twinkling night
lay beneath Davids and Goliaths, alike…
Sprinkles of white, like morning dew
Layered upon in the moonlight.
Away from the chirps and beaming sun
Stands upright, guardian of the raven…
Drops of moon like a shiny noon
embracing all on the eternal run.

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