Dear Diary, it said. And then a thought:
Of sunset, twilight, darkness, waxing moon,
And love of night. Uncertain if I ought
To read it even -- night was falling soon;
Such love might be unleashed without a warning.
But I can watch outside the window here
And wait for meteors until the morning
As swaths of wishes blaze, then disappear.
And I will dream of jazmine, or of mint.
Or candy canes, and choc'lates, and a kiss
The taste of copper, and a tiny hint
Of mischief -- then awaken back to this,
My desk, the lamp, and groping for a word,
Remembering the nightness that she heard.
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Oh so beautiful and enchanting, DB.
By the way, about my anxiety post--can't be stupid and up all the time; sometimes (though it's new to me) have to be stupid and down.
a little break here? or maybe I should pace my reading...
each poem is better than the one before, and the one before called excellent and shouted out as such down the street, raved about to friends and mother
I am in awe, just in awe
the imagery leaves me sighing and hoping
vanessa is correct, por supuesto, but why rest now that you've started?
Veronica, I love mint as well. And it was the turn to mint that made me realize this was going to be a fantasy.
rita, I'm glad you liked it.
Algis, thank you. It's always nice to see you come by.
trilogy, thanks. Yeah, the only problem is, I'm discovering (upon paying attention) that the moon is out BEFORE it gets dark at that phase.
Kate, I'm so happy you liked it. Thank you for your wishes.
Pilgrim, that was a particular bit of mischief. It left a nice impression, though.
anna1, and you did in fact come back, didn't you. Thank you for liking it, for coming back.
Leon, I'm personally a big fan of chocolates, because they can have two or three syllables, depending on my whim. Not every candy with a chewy center can give you that.
Fox, a tingle? In your spine? I'm honored. Unless there's something neurological going on.
Shawn, hm... just happen to. Um, not really? Although the form does speak to me more and more.
pastvoices, thank you. Glad to give you a lift.
vanessa, then I would love to meet your mother.
catch, thank you. The fact is, I can only go on a beauty streak so many nights. Then I just have to put my feet up and write something silly. Like tonight!
Thank you so much everyone.
Goodnight all.