On a Clear Night
Looking upwards, amazed, I cry aloud.
The red planet disrobes its cloak of cloud.
Lazing in a Deckchair
Bathéd in warmth, at the edge of my gaze
Jostling dahlias in sepia-haze.
© Brian Strand
Loch Raven Review Fall 2005 Vol. I, No. 1
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