Sunday, November 21, 2010

Haiku 27

A Blue Moon Ritual

(Umbra.)

Black starlings lift off
In a circular current
A spiral wind chime.

(Penumbra.)

Orange, blue, pink shadows
Brow’s dark wedge over Sun’s Eye
An opalescence.

(Antumbra.)

Autumn’s waning light
In Moon’s repeated refrain
She moves to Full Blue.

GL, 11/21/2010. Prevail.

1 comment:

  1. That pronoun in the last line enlarged the poem exponentially. Someone. Bold move.

    Miss you :)

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