The Moon's ONLY Spoon

by Christie - Aries

the fire danced
warmly inside the cold stone temple
icy hot flames
swirled happily
revealing veins of gold and silver
snow fell silently
at the fall of night
as if on que
the stars twinkled with delight
the moon disapproved
all this foolishness
he was still bitter
because the cow jumped over him
sprinkling stardust litter
in his alphabet soup
to make things worse
 his only dish ran away 
with his only spoon

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2002-03-25 21:27:45
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:10
Poem ID: 68600

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