#PoetryMonth – Meeting Shadows

Meeting Shadows
by Plynn Gutman

 

I hear a melody in the wind.

Who reclines, eyes closed,

Lost in its slow rhythm?

I want to see the easy curve

in the road, listen for gardenias

blooming at dusk.

 

Under a rock lives a city

of creatures unknown to me.

I feel small like that

under the moonless sky;

only a warm touch

can change my mind.

 

A glass bottle in my hand

distorts the form of fingers

clasped around its neck,

flesh pressed firm

like gum laid flat

on the underside of a table.

 

I remember a time when

the moon fell behind the clouds,

but soon returned in bold fullness.

Now I must look hard

to find its shadow

among the waning stars.

 

Lilies’ delicate stamens stain my fingers.

I know not to touch them but I do

out of habit, like brushing

dust off a table while talking

about things that hold more

meaning than words allow.

 

Last night the eastern horizon

shone muted rose.

I hoped the moon had returned

from its hiding place,

causing the sky

to blush backwards.

 

 

Author: Plynn Gutman

Plynn Gutman is a certified coach with a refreshing and holistic approach to achieving an Integrated Life. Specialized retreats, workshops and classes are all a part of Plynn’s wide array of resources that she offers along with useful life lessons, tips and advice through her blog. A writer at heart, with several titles available, Plynn's variety of work appeals to everyone.

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