Night Pond

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The still water stars shine

and sparkle

against the deep reflected

green of branches trailing

shapes in the cool night liquid.

Drifting leaves and the warmth

Of the

The moon, given away by

a thousand souls.

Pinpoint bright

Dancing till the sunshine

Calls them home.

Posted in Poetry

Former Picture Editor, sometime photographer and poet. Now looking after Undercliffe Cemetery. A Grade 2* Listed Heritage Site. A Victorian jewel in Bradford, West Yorkshire.

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