Mystic Flame of Indian Summer
21st Century
Sapphire butterfly,
Slipping silk in the brilliance of day,
Made tragic by the fragment of night
In your heart.
Erratic in autumn,
A shimmering mirror blade
Robbed of will by wind,
Carried ever eastward,
Above dry riverbeds
And sweltering roads,
A fragment of light
In the jet stream,
Magic with the secret
Of compressed stars,
Ethereal bride to a sea of dusk.
Pour your longing into space.
Stretch your wings infinite,
Like silver thread in a wedding gown.
Burn inside the dark embrace,
With a mystic flame of Indian summer.
DayPoems Poem No. 1688
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The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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