Her Full Moon Haunt

by jaybluepoems

silhouette

Cast across the virgin snow,
a starkly naked silhouette,
contrast black on diamond white,
full moon with no regret.

Thinly, night airs acquiesce
within a hushed reluctant freeze,
draws her limbs above her,
till shadow’s edge is crisply teased.

No sound or whisper wants,
her silent solace, her lonely stead,
grief, a separate solitude
through dreams of summer’s weeping dead.

She stands alone as beauty.
She nurses bold courageous stirs.
She haunts this meadow, her duty
in echoed light that’s solely hers.

8 Comments to “Her Full Moon Haunt”

  1. This is so beautiful! Amazing work!

  2. “echoed light that’s solely hers” —great phrasing. Wish that were mine!

  3. Thinly, night airs acquiesce
    within a hushed reluctant freeze,
    draws her limbs above her,
    till shadow’s edge is crisply teased.To put in verse all those enlarging[?] perception meanings[vocabulary] is a real heracleous labour.Kudos

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