Moonlit mist, O Mystic Muse,
mood-ring on a midnight bruise;
come, Caprice, you fickle friend,
morose thoughts and deeds transcend.
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Moonlit mist, O Mystic Muse,
mood-ring on a midnight bruise;
come, Caprice, you fickle friend,
morose thoughts and deeds transcend.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Beautiful – Was that from last night?
2 nights ago – the mist was swirling around and it was SO pretty…
We had something similar last night. It was a delight to watch.
Marvelous mood to this one! Perfectly matched poem & photo! The moon looked great here a few nights ago, too!
Blessings ~ Wendy
Thanks Wendy!
Oh, I DO LOVE this one, Melody–right up my alley (wish I’d written it)–you’re too good!!
🙂 Thank you, Caddo. Somehow I knew you’d like this one..
Even the photo looked familiar–but since I’m just about over the current full moon fever, it could just be residual dizziness.
😉
Gorgeous picture!
Thank you!
Amazing . ..all of it! I loved “midnight bruise”! Great work, Melody!
Thanks! That’s my favourite part, too.. 🙂