Saturday, February 3, 2018

Silver Lake, Ocracoke--By Ann Christine Tabaka--United States

Silver Lake, Ocracoke

Long fingers of night reach out for
evening, embracing her with soft
velvet arms. Quietude is her
name, she lives for this moment.

Diamonds dance across the surface
of the water. Rhythmic waves lap at
a gray pebbly beach, as the last rays
of sun are swallowed by the horizon.

Anchored boats with white sails,
now merely ghosts against a wine
colored sky. Far off, cries of marsh
bound shorebirds fade with the light.

A space between reality and dream,
filled with enchantment.  The cosmos
sings to romance. A curtain call for the
moon. As lovers walk off hand in hand.

*   Published by the Academy of the Heart and Mind, November 2017
*   Published by Ariel Chart, November 2017

Ann Christine Tabaka was born and lives in Delaware. She is a published poet, an artist, a chemist, and a personal trainer. She loves gardening, cooking, and the ocean. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her poems have been published in numerous national and international poetry journals, reviews, and anthologies.

5 comments:

  1. Dear Chris,

    I love your poetry and this poem proves once more your talent.
    Thank you for sharing.

    Best wishes,
    Inge

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  2. Enjoyed your piece quite a lot, thanks for sharing!

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