Dear Sharon,
Thanks, I've done another (yet another) edit...
A Far-Off Whistling
This passing moon
breaks the night
like a breath only I can feel
Another windy night amplifies
a far-off whistling, sounds -
(something like Arabic music)
Like unknown wings in flight
hesitation stutters, profound
with wild and white blossoms
I'm sure, for someone . . .
I feel the dark night's
stark embrace
and nothing more
Deborah Russell, © 2005
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