Lawrence Hall, HSG
Blue Moon and a Spooky Old Tree
To watch the moonrise is almost liturgical
Her bright silver light behind the far-off pines
Rising and glowing and larger and larger
Silent and silver, lifting above the woods
I set a camera to watch Moon through the night
Electronics see the night and light differently
The old apple tree appears white and skeletal
And ghosts pretending to be insects flit about
Moon and trees and ghosts when left alone
Make merry mischief knowing that I am gone
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