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Bitterly cold night
my eyes drawn to the black sky
and two shooting stars
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by Scooj
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Bitterly cold night
my eyes drawn to the black sky
and two shooting stars
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by Scooj
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We are reminded
after months of warm weather
what freezing feels like
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by Scooj
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A pleasant surprise
visited on a cold morn
thin dusting of snow
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by Scooj
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I exhale gently
fleeting misty cloud, droplets
winter approaches
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by Scooj
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Days of constant rain
and builders in the garden
a winter mud bath
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by Scooj
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The moon, bright yellow
and as full as it can be
opposes sunset
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by Scooj
* on watching the sun set to my left and full moon rise to my right in cloudless skies. A wondrous thing.
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A golden cup moon
sinks below the horizon
darkness descending
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by Scooj
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Orion’s belt hides
below darkened street rooftops
beautiful night sky
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by Scooj
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For one sweet moment
I thought I heard a mower
I was mistaken
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by Scooj
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Long shadows at nine
the gentle sun at my back
winter morning walk
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by Scooj