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Morgana Lefay
Paul Morgana
Merrick, NY    PAUL Born to middle class Italian folk, Always loved to laugh and tell a joke. The early year's mom loved to feed, Supplied all the …
Fata Morgana

Poems

I glimpse something fleeting
On the stage behind your eyes
A dancer leaping from wing to wing
Sure footed in one motion
Yet stumbling into the next

The corners of your lips flutter
Butterflies ready to take flight
Held hostage in your nets
Sitting in wait of their freedom
Yearning to show their colors

©KNL
fata organa (n.) a flash of real emotion glimpsed in someone sitting across from you
*From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows*
jasmin May 2020
Your face is a reflection of mine
The emptiness of your eyes reflect a hollow soul
Your thin lips turned down in dismay
You say no words
But you don't have to
You reek of exhaustion and pain
And by looking in your eyes i can see your story
I can see all the heartache you've been through
All the times you have let someone down
And looking into your eyes feels as if i'm looking in a mirror