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About This Poem
Circle of Gathering
Communal spirits rise into the air
Cautious of the white rabbits stare
Circle is the frame of choice
while laughter is the authentic voice
Curtains of white move with flair
taking on shapes an eagle, snake, or a bear
Clamoring for the right place
little ones realize a roasting pace
Cooking white clouds to brown or black
looking like a cumulonimbus stack
Curious stories are told to one another
unwinding witty tales to someone like your brother
Crackling noises fill the dark air
driving away thoughts of despair
Contented spirits embrace the night
glowing embers fade from sight
By: Richard J. Long - September 2012
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