I have been out with the bright sun,
among the sensible people
of the work-a-day world
where everyone has lists and suits and goals.
Click-clack go fast footsteps
of women with their souls
Squeezed into high heels,
their essences
listed in descending order of importance.
But as the moon rises
and empties the sky of light,
I shed the concerns
of that left-brained world.
In the darkness
I am the dawdler by the bridge
dipping my fingers in cool, inky ripples of time.
My essence defies listing, definition,
jumps off the note pad
and dances seductively,
scandalously,
uproariously!
I lose myself
in deep night sky,
yet Moon’s cool, silver light
will guide me back
from outer-most edges of
imagination.
This has been linked to the Open Link Night at d'Verse Poets Pub. A fabulous place to go to read or share poetry. To get there just click on the title. It's well worth a visit.
