You saw me standing alone

A Blue moon rises

shining through the lacey

budding Sycamore.

Go out now!

Go, this very moment to

Gaze on her unveiled splendor!

Blue Moon of Springtime

Dancing naked in the night…

A haunting melody whispers on the breeze,

A memory forgotten

to my heart.

© Nancilynn Saylor

30 March 2018