Posts Tagged ‘Scorpio Moon poem’

Stern Grief extends an imperative hand
But I tell him I am engaged
I’d rather dance this one with gentle Sorrow
Than submit to Grief’s bleak demands.

I stop for a break, for a drink
To stand alone in a dark balcony
One with the cool evening breeze
And I remember the many dances I’ve danced. (more…)

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