26 Nov 2012

In Mellow Dreams

a sapphired lake
floats a full moon's brilliant reflection
sweet scented pines
watch on with quiet grace

snow drifts arced
high in sweeping rest
against the  cabin wall

alone wolf shakes off flakes
with vivid dismissal

sneezes, points his snout aloft
to sniff the wintery air
licks his lips
yawns a steamy cloud of  now

curled up oblivious
in mellow dreams we sleep

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