Hue and Cry

It's been so long since I've written any poetry. This one visited me and I wanted to share it :).

 

I cannot leave her

her pungent soil calls to me

an earthy prenumbra

an orange harvest moon

that bathes me in her light

Sweet muse whisper softly to me

that which is never forgotten

with drum conjure my memory

I am your daughter 

Copyright 2012 Valjeanne Jeffers

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