Swaying across blue-black shadows on sleek silvery paws,
The moon opens her warm pale mouth, gripping Earth by the scruff of her leaf-fuzzed neck,
Carrying the wriggling baby over bright golden fields of stars.
She lowers her gently, bathing tangled green fur with her bristly tongue,
As the round little baby yawns, stretching stubby arms,
And curls into a ball at Mama's soft pulsing side
Closing glossy blue eyes to dream the shadows away—
Under Mama's loving gaze.
ESTÁ A LER
Animal Emotion
PoesiaThese are my poems about animals, with some about the human animal. Some of these have been published in local journals. Previously published poems: "Close-Up With a Giraffe" "The Blue Heron" "The Baby Bunny" "Tired Hearts" ...
