A day (Moon madness)

Send us Fan MailThis  day of shadows and wind, bending treetops, moaning, and menacing,in gusts,and roars, bellows and invisible rushes across the hidden,the hurrying darkof February skies,whilst above,high above,the rain washed streets, the puddles, and reflections, the blinking awakening lights of houses and homes,the moon, slips between ocean skies of racing clouds, in buttermilk yellow, grinning madly,wildly, at the morning storm.Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]