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sometimes in the dark I see you
the ghost of another lifetime
the plot of a story in rhyme
just a shadow cast in deep blue
a clouded lens, distorted view
a scepter that I cannot name
when morning comes you don’t remain
then once again I feel the loss
and long for calm of night and doss
the dark when you might come again
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d”Verse Meeting the Bar – Decima (I missed out on the link to post this at d’Verse Poets. *shrug*)
This summer Robert Lee Brewer had introduced the poetic form Decina on his Poetic Asides blog.Then in Aug, he issued a challenge. This one got third place. Toot!
On summer days I climb a tree
I sit on branches high and wide
Pretend that I could take a ride
upon a ship that sails the sea
Or maybe I would like to be
An astronaut in outer space
Talk to a moon man face-to-face
And then my branch becomes a mare
Go galloping without a care
Til mother calls me to home base
©Candace Kubinec
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