Circle Songs
written by: Ann Christine Tabaka
@TabakaChris
Songs,
such as these … circle in our mind.
Who are we to question the origin of their design?
Walking across meadows of velvet moss and grass,
we become who we are meant to be at last.
Never was there a moment, that did not ask for more.
Rhymes that do not rhyme stand knocking at our door.
We become playthings of some hidden past,
once the final dark curse has been cast.
The words are forgotten to the circle song.
So, we can only continue to hum along.
Gone are the days that used to sing so sweet.
The meadow becomes mud and sinks beneath our feet.
Goodbye to the mountains, goodbye to the sky.
All that is left, is the question why!
SEPTEMBER 2018 / MAY 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry. She is the winner of Spillwords Press 2020 Publication of the Year, her bio is featured in the “Who’s Who of Emerging Writers 2020 and 2021,” published by Sweetycat Press. She is the author of 14 poetry books, and 1 short story book. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking.Chris lives with her husband and four cats. Her most recent credits are: Eclipse Lit, Carolina Muse, Sparks of Calliope; The Closed Eye Open, North Dakota Quarterly, Tangled Locks Journal, Wild Roof Journal, The American Writers Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Muddy River Poetry Review, The Silver Blade, Pomona Valley Review, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Fourth & Sycamore.
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