A Fey MasquaradeA Poem by DeirdreIn between day and night The woods and meadow The water and sky Revel the merry folk The merry folk and I For I’ve seen the luna moth’s Costume fall to the ground In wild twists of fairy limbs In silent celebration Twilight revels and dewdrop orbs Time runs backwards Or Skips a beat It leaves a peeping Mary’s mind Slack and wondering Glistening and awed. For who can say a wandering trail Leads back to known and wordly When the revel dances have waned And mortal sun looms back in sky And water rushes forth.
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3 Reviews Added on December 3, 2008 AuthorDeirdrePAAboutEx Officio (Past President for Greater Lehigh Valley Writers Group (GLVWG), President for 2011-2012 and 2011 Write Stuff Conference Chair. www.glvwg.org Published 300+ articles and over 200 photog.. more..Writing
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