Sunday, June 16, 2013

... luminaria



                    ... by the soft light of the ascending moon 
                                                            her hips move in ancient rhythms

           ... the child will be called Luminaria




2 comments:

  1. Oh Cletis ... this picture is perfect for your poem ... thank you for posting this one.

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  2. I've always felt this was an Otherworldly and mysteriously sensuous poem...transcends you through time and space...

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