SHY GODDESS

 

 

It’s quiet now, she’s come and gone

without a sound, spent the night

without a word as we slept

 

deeply by the fire.  She kept it dark

without the stars, hid the pregnant moon

that shed the rain lightly through the clouds.

 

We don’t know her name, shy goddess—

but we will leave the light on

with pomegranate jelly at the door.

 

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0.63″ plus bugs

 

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