So, I'm working on a poetry collection for a hotel in Cancun. Woohoo! In the rough draft is this:
Playful
The moon plays
hopscotch over the waves,
hide and seek
in the fluttering curtains,
and tags my daughter's cheek
with a glimmering kiss.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2009
The moon plays
hopscotch over the waves,
hide and seek
in the fluttering curtains,
and tags my daughter's cheek
with a glimmering kiss.
Lorie Ann Grover, 2009
Hm. I should have posted this at readertotz! Catch the full Poetry Friday roundup at Adventures in Daily Living.
Now back to writing more Cancun poetry after I turn the heat up.
Love it, Lorie.
ReplyDeleteI want to play with the moon in Cancun:)
Thank you, Jill!
ReplyDeletebeautiful...as always
ReplyDeleteLuv it.
ReplyDeleteHow fun to find you writing of the moon, which I can't stop doing, either. And today it rose, full, before the sun set, so that it was pink in the sky and also fully mooned.
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