late Spring afternoon
crescent moon just barely seen
mistaken for cloud
a mere specter of itself
fading memories of love
* * *
© Gregory V Driscoll 2013
late Spring afternoon
crescent moon just barely seen
mistaken for cloud
a mere specter of itself
fading memories of love
* * *
© Gregory V Driscoll 2013
Posted in Poetry
Tagged afternoon, crescent moon, dementia, fading memory, poem, poetry, specter, tanka