Exmoor Evening
Bone cold moon lifts over a sheep fold
Lights fleeces
Illuminates walkers breasting the darkening hill
Who pause to watch the suns display
As its fire sinks behind Dunkery Beacon
Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Exmoor Evening
Bone cold moon lifts over a sheep fold
Lights fleeces
Illuminates walkers breasting the darkening hill
Who pause to watch the suns display
As its fire sinks behind Dunkery Beacon
Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond
So beautiful, Kim. Both the poetry and the sunset. I adore the phrase “bone cold moon.” 🌙
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Thank you! Its always good to hear from people.
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