At sunset by the lower lake where we walked
Cold wild darkness came over
Geese lurked and lingered at the bridge
Their green glowing eyes floated in the cat tails
And in pools of simmering concentric waves
White starch moon flickered on the water
The Lower Lake (Watercolor by Walt Campbell)
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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