Windsor Skyway, a photo by sirpecangum on flickr
watching plane trails in the tranquil night
far above the horseman's grasp,
listening to the trees whistle to the sea breeze,
alters my mood.
I am at peace,
reveling in my fondness of twilight, of silence, of life
for in my life, quiet moments are not endured but savored.
Submitted in response to the poetry prompts of 3WW - alter, fond, tranquil and One Single Impression - endure. Also submitted to One Shot Wednesday and Jingle Poetry.
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