Wolves sing under the moon.
The wolves of winter
howled in three-part harmony
twas a hard day’s night
the moon is still dark
not wanting to face conflict
lunar moodiness
stardust swept the sky
the still gelid air glimmered
no encore needed
the moon shines brightly
welcoming the come what may
cosmos in rhythm
the wolves of winter
howled in three-part harmony
the eve of all eves
is upon us, and
to all a good night
Eugenia enjoyed a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years being rewarded both professionally and personally. Now it’s time for Eugenia to follow her dreams by doing things she enjoys…spending time with family, learning, sharing, traveling, and writing poetry. Eugenia’s writing and creative endeavors can be found at her blogs, Eugi’s Causerie. Eugenia has authored eBooks Fanciful Delights and Mama, me and Mother Nature, and also has writings at Spillwords, PoetrySoup, and beBee.com.
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