Lenten Moon

Short Story Friday Sneak Peek Edition! Hello all! Elizabeth L. Lemons, one of our short story writers, is a talented poet whose imagery and gift with words always paints a vivid picture. This week, she has shared two of her poems. Enjoy!

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LENTEN MOON

Elizabeth L. Lemons

Before bed, I peer out my ice-misted window

Mid-March, on a snowy full Lenten moon night

Lying still in the frosted mystic I detect

Nature shadow-dancing in a timeworn rite

On the hilltop lying. are five dark ones

Resting still on freshly-fallen pure snow

Silhouetted figures, noble, and gentle

Keeping watch as winter’s end winds blow

Draped by the pale night, moonbeams’ night light

Soundlessly nestled, while the rest of the world’s asleep

Five deer rest, hushed and harming no one,

Cradled in white velvet, on another plane, glistening deep

Early morning, these guardians have silently vanished

No more watching, gone now back into the wood

Cardinals frolic, eating sunflower seeds from the feeder

Confident the world is protected and good

Stygian Dark and Golden Divine

Elizabeth L. Lemons

Laughter lives next door to sorrow

In the end, the seer’s intuition wins

A child’s truthful viewpoint is priceless

Perceiving a litany of lies & hidden sins

Pannage pathways are hedonistically abundant

Choose wisely, for you can never turn back

The trees and birds solemnly acknowledge

Those falsehoods that call the kettle black

In darkness dwell the slithering schemers

Creating trouble when there is none

Seeking to mystify devoted dreamers

Destined to fail, when the trick is done

In the air, float down white snowflakes

While chimneys spread about black ashes soot

Good and Evil hate to abide yet coincide

In each heart, with a determinate root

Like oil and water should never mingle

As the sea and sky are separated by time

You and I will orbit oppositely forever

Stygian Dark and Golden Divine

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