The solstice silhouettes that fly
\nUpwards into the night sky<\/p>\n
A moon which wanders to impose
\nIts light source downwards I suppose<\/p>\n
A long night stretches far along
\nThe sun is coming back its song<\/p>\n
May warm the cockles and we shall see
\nThe solstice fires burn noisily<\/p>\n
Crackle and move those logs around
\nThe fine aroma of chestnuts drowned<\/p>\n
In smoke and magic and who knows where
\nThe flames will magicly lick
\nthe air<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The solstice silhouettes that fly Upwards into the night sky A moon which wanders to impose Its light source downwards I suppose A long night stretches far along The sun is coming back its song May warm the cockles and … Continue reading