I came up with this on the final day of vacationing in Reno. I was in bed, right on the verge of falling deeply asleep, when lines started coming into my head. Sounds more like a mental illness than a skill, huh? Anyway, I kept going over it in my head, until finally I had a poem. So I got out of bed and wrote it down, lest I forget. Here's the result.
Drive home alone
Drive home alone
In the snow and the dark
Sleep, swirl with the sky
Watch the moon’s white mark.
Cradled by the rays
Of the quiet moon, calm night,
Travel slow, travel far
Be home by dawn’s first light.
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