Duca Poems | Examples

Once Upon a Fog

I strolled about a foggy nightmare
when fireflies uncovered their wisdom,
and scarce light radiated belief
in the moon.

Then I too believed in the moon,
for its color pervaded the air,
and it sat on the body of a cherry tree,
that night.

That night, the stars bowed their heads,
and seated themselves above my street.
They glowed, watching passer-by me...
I hid my eyes.

I hid my eyes from the nightmare.
Suns never after descended to shine
in my fog, for my dream was the tragedy
that made godly street lights weep. 


T A R N D A I

Ruxandra Duca, FIND THE PUZZLE!, 05.10.2014