wakes up early in the morning
light feet, folding neat her mourning
clothes, sunlight
flickers through the window, swelling
with strange joy of queen bee's dwelling-
the skylight
strokes her skin with sepia gunny
paints her dark-rimmed eyes with honey-
no floodlights
can dim her firm hands to move past
her grief & hold laughter to last-
the firelight
grows despite each stormy night, sure
as stern clock, she waits by the moor
with starlights
~~~~~
From the dVerse Poets Pub
moonlighting
i pull the curtains aside to
witness the glorious light, you brew
the moondust
over the bubbling sky, darkness
is poised, letting us string stillness
in moonbeams
under yellow maple trees, we
write poems, sip our tea and plea
with moonsongs
let the grey clouds wander & slip
let the lake waters rise & dip
the moonstones
shine our faces bright, stark blue
touch our feet with stars, we flew
with mooneyes
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Poetry Form: Compound Word Verse. This is a 15 line poem with the verse (aab rhyming scheme and 8-8-3 meter). See the example here. Thanks for the visit and comments.
