Catrina Heart Poems
The moon renounced to dawn and vanish its waning shine.
She conceded one fray to lose, to win another gasp of time.
Reflection seen on the streams of swirling pools,
There a shadow was hidden behind the twigs of wood keens.
Moon played the strings mellow yet deceiving
As jackals’ lingered for a big gorge at herald’s wave.
Pool within pool, snare within snare, a quick mud
Beyond the desire touch, Venus fly trap sneaks on ground.
she had dipped her hand
in a muddy lake of illusion
of wants and of dreams
to savor moments of
dew drops on the hills
jag by the spell of ecstasy
euphoric to mildews presence