Ordinary
he said, "I am an ordinary stone" ~
in one nocturnal rendezvous
and vanished in sky's tenebrosity
before her hands could reach
to embrace him ~
a gentle gypsy wind
dulcified her dolesome heart
and set her to slumber
a shooting star arrowed
in elegiac ebony evening~
and as she opened her eyes
she found a stone that dazzled
midst the darkest night behind her
10 May 2022
A Brian Srrand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
8th Place
Copyright © Jcb Brul | Year Posted 2022
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