The Shining 25 Tuesday Nov 2014 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment The sky is a Limpid indigo tonight. And the moon lends A clear and lucid light. Bright, white, Across the snow, And the trees Appear to shine. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...