I return to this place

to where they rest

The caliginous flames

of my regret

A lake of starry sky

poured out mirror still

Moon-washed paths

ebony night

duplicitous dreams

Dark shadows drifting

like lilies sleeping

under winter nights

unseen in the light

My heart drifts with them

© Ann Bagnall

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