This little gem was written in November 2000 before my illness when I was in the middle of gaining an English Literature degree. I was living in Germany.
Amber stone hung low in the sky;
Demeter’s harvest moon.
A lone bird stirs in early dusk
‘Mid pale and pearly blues.
Frost’s fingers touch the cooling earth
As Ra descends—a western
Death. Night lingers long as winter’s breath
Breathes hard upon our necks.
By Cynthia E. Bagley
Published in Bibliophilos Vol. V No. 4, Fall/Winter 2001
If you would like to read more of my poems, here is a chapbook in kindle format Outside My Window.