Elizabeth, Coretta, and the Full Cold Moon

Day 8: Peace Poetry Postcard Month

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Steadily she swells,
burgeoning and lambent
even though she was cautioned –
never could she illumine the void.

They expounded,
she wasn’t brilliant enough.

Regardless, amaranthine and
at each turn, she inaugurates
with a sliver of a smile
and moves ocean tides.

 

2 thoughts on “Elizabeth, Coretta, and the Full Cold Moon

  1. Have been loving all the shorter poems to wake up to! Great way to start my days while in my trip back East! Thank you!!

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