Anne P. Murray Poet Prose Poetry

Secret Ladee of the Night

I remember so well  
   dancing  that last, wild dance
A journey across the essence of time 
 
   Once  upon  a midnight clear  
I danced  beneath the waning moon 
   wanting to drink 
the sweet wine of  forgetfulness
   The sometimes, bitter fruit 
left a taste of regret 
   upon my tongue.
 
Now, in my older years 
   I’ll reclaim that woman child 
I’ll believe in faeries and flying saucers 
   and wash my face in fresh, fallen rain 
I’ll wear bright, wild, plume feathered hats
 
I’ll  have  a  secret name
   that no one knows but me
Then I’ll  laugh at  those 
   whose  judgements‘ and absurdities' 
so riled my fury
 
I'll pray for the sweet nature of other spirits 
   to take up their beat within my heart
I’ll be… 
           The Secret Ladee Of The Night
                                                                     
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Carol Sunshine Brown June 15, 2011 at 7:27 AM Thank you for sharing your poetry Anne. I enjoyed reading it this lovely morning. Wishing you joy and sunshine in your life that you might find inspiration to carry on with your writing. Love, Carol