Glories

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Dreams of gold,
Shadow realities,
Their images flickering
On a silver screen.
The gentle caress
Of a celluloid lover,
Translucent beauty
Of a movie scene.

© 2019 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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Summer Loves

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This summer romance. This dance of light.
Must cease with the approach of night.
With the music of the seasons’ subtle change,
We must take the hand of a different lover
For the rhythm insists that our partner changes.
For while the wind does rage
And skies hang heavy with autumn rains
We will remember that this music will come again.

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Fire Flies

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It’s lonely out here,
Out here in the echoes.
Watching the moths dancing,
Risking it all on the wing,
Dancing in and out of the flames.

I’ve always been a creature of the night and it feels
Unnatural, after all these heartbeats contemplating
The shimmering possibilities here within the silence,
Anticipating the delights that exist
Within the reach of those flames.

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