James Moore Poet Narrative

In The Misty Woods

In the misty woods
As time and place blended 
Into something outside each
We made love
In so many ways
As dolphins laughed
And humpbacks sang
And after when we napped
Our lives unfolded 
Year after year 
In work and pleasure
Challenge and discovery
Again and again
Meeting and parting
In patterns of a dance
Always sharp and clear 
Yet just at the edge of sight
Peripheral moments
Adding up to lives spent
As so many coins 
Held and saved
And released 
One by one.

(10/26/24)

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