A Poem for Today

Diana Moon

Chaste Diana moon
chased by the North Wind,
her pack of hounds,
a murmuration of dark clouds
scudding past her feet.

She whispers my name
And I am running, running, running,
Chasing moonshadows
through the dark wood.

 

Kathleen Gresham Everett, c 2011

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