Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
Full moon
How silver white you hang tonight
with the wide world
basking in your magical rays
where shadows at popular trees
draw out very long
and it’s as if the singing of the beetles
down at the dam
in this night cuts through all things
but it’s as if
I cannot find peace anymore
in these simple things.
poem
by
Gert Strydom
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black