Monday, October 3, 2011

Mondays Poetry Moment


creamy, pale, orb
candlelight hanging suspended
in an inky black pool,
framed within smoky, yet bare
tree limb silhouettes
there is no man in the moon
this night
no face shows across the
flattened, polished, disc
misty outline softens the globe's
edges, as it rises
yearning to break free
from the pull holding it captive
to raise its brilliant bulb above the
inky black bars imprisoning it

© Lydia Lowe  7/26/2010

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