Friday, April 22, 2016

Gypsy Moon

Gypsy Moon

With a cry of joy she welcomes the night;
Her voice a call for the silvery light —
A dance to the thrill of a mystic tune,
On a golden thread of the gypsy moon!

I watched her dance through a dark window pane,
Softly bejeweled by a short summer rain;
On a sparkling lawn bathed in ghostly light,
The sky below with the stars shining bright.

I felt the strong pull of that ghost-lit globe,
And I ached to shed my tattered bathrobe,
To join the mad dance on the diamond lawn;
Till I broke the spell with a tiny yawn.

I frantically searched for the gypsy sprite,
But all I found was a wet moonlit night...

Mick McKellar
April 2016

Feel the pull of the Gypsy Moon!


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