Dancing Echoes

Beats Stumbling Around in Silence



On a balmy spring night
Where the gravid pink moon
Pregnant with summer anticipation
Lumbers toward full
While upon the darkly fen
A sign language of love
Flickers in the misty umbra
“I am here”

Sign language of love
In isolated umbra
Fireflies flicker

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #227: Quarantine