Poetry Clips – Morning Song From A Blushing River (Under A Soft Moon)

Under a soft moon


Entwined like lovers

Are dancing

As a morning song

From a blushing river

Comes drifting in

On shafts of colour

And perfume


No longer holds court

And the dawn

Takes on the day

© Ann Bagnall

Inspired by a Twitter prompt #BlackDahliaProse

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