solstice

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winter falls too soon,
and she’s alone
with skeletal trees
and a cold bone moon.
 

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8 Responses to solstice

  1. Fell right into the picture of this poem – the lone girl looking at the moon – surrounded…so beautiful – encompassing work.

  2. margo roby says:

    Yes, yes, I have had a Bloody Mary but that has nothing to do with my ‘Ohhhhh” as I read the last line.

  3. Olivia Jade says:

    Man, I LOVE this. Tiny poems are my faves. Thanks for the reminder.

    Your secret title is “Soul Sticks,” I think. To go with the skeletal trees. And “bone moon” looks so similar to “bone marrow.” I’m just seeing the insides of things. So much suffering and loneliness in this.

  4. Mama Zen says:

    Not a wasted word.

  5. You make me want to fire Trifecta back up. Well, almost.

    Lovely, De.

  6. cold bone moon – wow – what a great combination of words! And yes, I agree with Olivia, a very lonely tone.

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