Beyond Mt. Diablo Cold moon: full, boastful, bright On the surface of the bay Moonglade, and its shimmery kiss No halo tonight No angelic aura Street unlit, houses dark Gentle rustles of fauna, flora Luna above Water below In between, the land Touching, and touched Touching, and touched In between, the land Water below Luna above Gentle rustles of fauna, flora Street unlit, houses dark No angelic aura No halo tonight Moonglade and its shimmery kiss On the surface of the bay Cold moon, full, boastful, bright Beyond Mt. Diablo
This Night: Poetry by Tony Press
