(13th October 1961 / Accra, GHANA)

Full Moon And Little Frieda

A cool small evening shrunk to a dog bark and the clank of a bucket -
And you listening.
A spider's web, tense for the dew's touch.
A pail lifted, still and brimming - mirror
To tempt a first star to a tremor.

Cows are going home in the lane there, looping the hedges with their warm
wreaths of breath -
A dark river of blood, many boulders,
Balancing unspilled milk.
'Moon!' you cry suddenly, 'Moon! Moon!'

The moon has stepped back like an artist gazing amazed at a work
That points at him amazed.

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Natural flow! ! Natural laws; Muse of righteous morals. Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.
Life, Full of nature; The colours of nature, The colours of love, And, the natural flow of the laws of nature.Lovely expression. very beautiful work. thank you for sharing....10+++
Romance of nature with the fragrance of life! ! ! Mankind on earth, Living and learning always. Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.
We are all living life.An excellent write.
Love and life! ! With the romance of nature. Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.
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