The last golden rays showered the mountain top
shadows casting long tendrils into the fading light
to the point where the waning rays had ceased
though I squeezed my eyes for every last ray.
Shadows casting long tendrils into the fading light
created a vision of movement as night was released
motion that magically made me want to dance away
To the point where the waning rays had ceased
suddenly, I was aware of a sweet floral bouquet
and sitting there with an angelic flair, as if a prop,
Though I squeezed my eyes for every last ray
this maiden, so fair, smiled a bit, my jaw dropped
as her hair shimmered in the moonlit forest canopy.
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Author Notes
Potlatch Poetry Trimeric--week of 5-22-2020
Trimeric tri-(meh)-rik n:
***a four stanza poem in which the first stanza has four lines
***the last three stanzas have three lines each, with the first line of each repeating
the respective line of the first stanza.
The sequence of lines, then, is abcd, b -, c -, d -.
***There is no line length, meter, or rhyme requirement or prohibition.
[ line length, meter, rhyme are OPTIONAL]
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