Ellen Symons, Author

Writing Spaces

Rounds

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last night I ignored
the full moon
did not dance
as she sang
in rounds, stayed under
the lamp watching flickering
figures move in blue
light, watching black
words dance on a white
page but
this morning when I woke she
was still there, hanging
among the tallest branches
waiting
to say goodbye

~~~

4 responses to “Rounds”

  1. Frances Horibe avatar
    Frances Horibe

    Ellen

    Lovely poem! Such a great capture of a mood. Thanks.

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    1. ellensymons avatar
      ellensymons

      Thank you, Frances! I had fun with this one.

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  2. df avatar
    df

    Beautiful imagery, Ellen, and so evocative. I love reading this.

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    1. ellensymons avatar
      ellensymons

      Thank you, Dagne!

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