Shadow Sighed

Posted on October 19, 2016 by whimsygizmo

..

Ms. Moon is a dripping wet
willowy girl goblin,
glowed green in her own
wild glare.

P(l)uck her from
the air and whisp
-her low voices to
her wall of mist
lips,

and she’ll come un
-done,

one last brass button
in a bulging
sky.
 

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4 Responses to Shadow Sighed

  1. Edward Rinaldi says:
    October 19, 2016 at 6:41 pm

    Thank goodness your poems come to my inbox … What a delight it is to read them … This one caught me, particularly with its joyful sense of the importance of play for the writer … Kudos again poet …

    Reply
  2. Shawna says:
    October 19, 2016 at 6:45 pm

    Heart heart hearty heart. 🙂

    So much love for this.

    Reply
  3. Victoria C. Slotto says:
    October 20, 2016 at 2:04 pm

    Had to go back and reread after I read your tags. Oh yeah! It’s cold outside but nice and warm in here.

    Reply

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