quieting hours
a warm fire crackles
lingering laughter of children
a dog barks at a new sound
an owl shushes him
the smoke swirls the gaze upward
to a distant star
there beyond the
pine bough
in the big sky
of this pinpoint of
my sight-line
into the heavens

NaPoWriMo Day 27
©robin, 2013


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1 Response to Beyond

  1. dulzimordash says:

    Reblogged this on Nature’s Abhorred Vacuum.

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