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By Moonlight

We speak love into being by moonlight

Every word and question and wonder drawing a picture

Of what could be

The soft fall of sound from lips sweetly

Outlining the colorful touch

Silhouettes against the night sky

The moon is our witness

This hope growing

Intentionally

In the pale light

Across the water

Under the trees

As wild hearts weave

Poetry by moonlight

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I Left You In the Mirror

Maybe you are crying still

Our eyes met briefly through the pane

When I walked away with no glance back

I thought I heard your hand tap gently

On the golden gilded frame

It’s been years since I last saw you there

Generations past

I think I see your shadow waver

Glimpses through the looking glass

I shut my eyes and turn away

This path is long and neverending

Quietly descending

Then loudly challenging the force

Of gravity’s heel clutching fingers

I won’t look

I left you in the mirror

And as far as I can care to know

You’re standing in there still

Yet I write these letters

Hoping that you’ll see

We’ve almost made it home now

Almost there

It won’t be long now

Almost free

And in the morning misty air

Shower fogged and steamy mirror

I thought I saw you wave to me

Still safe behind the glass

I held your gaze a moment

And made peace with the past

mirror reflecting tender hand with pink rose
Photo by Ruba Abdulaziz on Pexels.com

I went into my draft folder to delete this morning’s draft and found this titled, but unwritten post. As they do sometimes, the words flowed easily. When I went looking for a photo, I found this one captivating, and better than the image I thought I had been seeking.

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Reflection 12/20/2020

I saw the sky in a reflection on the water

A patch of blue floating down the creek

The autumn leaves were sunken

Underneath the sheerest glaze

Tree trunk frequencies distorted

By the movement of the water

I was not seeing clearly then

The reflection was untrue

I lifted eyes to sky then

To see the deeply blue expanse

I wandered in the grassy fields

Saw a tree that reminded me of you

Standing a distance from the others

Standing a bit apart

Standing lonely in the sea of grass

Against the ocean sky

I longed to hug the tree there

And murmur words of comfort

I pressed my hand upon the bark

As I passed by

I said, “It will be all right.”

As I passed by