Ode to Amuse


It settled like a butterfly
that took off when it caught my eye.
I almost missed it, sunk in gloom,
but caught its shadow in the room.

The words diffused as colored light.
I stayed up rhyming half the night
recapturing what got away
and that is why I slept all day.

–from Sailing into Sunset by Ann W. Borger, copyright 2007
originally published in Writer’s Digest magazine.

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