Secrets

we have a fire pit….finally. i will think of these words tonight when we light it, and watched the shadow shapes form in the wisps.

Poesy plus Polemics

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ropy tendrils of smokerise
snake up from the firepit
chalk stripes of white
on the face of the night
abeyed moments
when shadow-shapes
form in the wisps
living long enough
just to make eye-contact
marking me
mocking me
lifting ethereal hands
holding open my secrets
above burning reach
of the flames
starkly cast in their light
like unwelcome cyphers
revealing dimensions
of me in my shame

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