Original Poetry By: Sonja Mabel McClure

Aurora

Cypress rainbows
ripple at midnight
streaking sky
magnetic rays
imply mirage

waving lighthouse
in fog
haunting invitation
of illusion

jade reflection
flips me upside down
questioning direction
I revel in new
dimensions.



Pursuit

We skirt the edge
of elevations.
Weathering storms;
a whiteout ensues,
frost bite,
hypothermia,
gasping thin altitude.

Climbers anchored
a thin line.
One slip off a precarious
ledge to the end.

A glorious escapade
to plant a tattered flag
in rocky soil.
A small gesture;
proof
of brief success.



Chance

Only when mist
and sunlight mix
does the double rainbow
radiate the sky.

The revolving night
awakens the blaze
of a shooting star,
the explosion of a meteor shower.

Zeus in a rage
commands his storm;
veins of lightning
curse the earth into flames.

Once in a century,
a blue moon eclipse
masks the peculiar
haze of a crimson glow.

With the right components
I too could produce phenomenon.

For more information on Sonja please check out the bio on the Quill Fated Scribes Page in addition to Sonja's boutique The Pressed Violet

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