Moonlit Night
in a Pontoon Boat
He sits in silence
on a pontoon.
Held in awe at an
angel, but fake.
He’s aware it’s
an illusion of the moon,
Hovering over
the indigo lake.
Evening’s fiery
colors faded just moments past,
Ending with a gentle,
cool breeze.
Even his
loneliness didn’t last.
Enduring wisdom
set him at ease.
Velvety leaves lacing
the sky.
Visions of
shadows creating odd forms.
Victorious power
of wings on high.
Valuing the wonder,
his heart warms.
Enough in these
few moments to inspire
Exciting tales
to tell those who would care.
Embracing the ambiance
to admire.
Eager to receive
in order share.
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