LW Poetry

This feature showcases original poems by members of the Creative Writers Club of Leisure World and other GRF members.

A Full Moon

Once in the lunar month A full moon stops by, Telling us something, tacitly. We do not perceive it, but Marvel only at her brightness. The wild dogs on the hill Howl knowingly. Touchy-feely they are!

—Robert Chung, Mutual 4