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July 5, 2010
over the bight the moon
hung so thin

that it appeared as an egret, about to
swoop low into the crescent lip of the shore.

the water laps and our
feet slap hard sand, pounding out our

percussive movement.

the night sky grows darker around my peripheries
as my head grows dizzy;

yet there is no lunar swoop

and my egret moon remains
suspended in this salt air.





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Dawn.Angelicca This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 11, 2010 at 12:05 am
This was very beautiful!!!
 
Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 7, 2010 at 4:14 pm
This is very well written. The image that this formed in my mind was beautiful. Keep writing!
 
Lexi-pex said...
Jul. 7, 2010 at 2:29 pm
pretty poem. really pretty : ) well done.
 
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