Silver Sister

An Ekphrastic Sonnet

By D. J. ReddallPublished 2 months ago • Updated 26 days ago • 1 min read

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I recognize the road as end, not means

For I have never known another home

Uncomfortable in domestic scenes

My feet are always itching far to roam

Nothing is more natural than motion

Consult your lungs or veins if you want proof

Perambulation merits devotion

I crave only the night sky for a roof

Never alone am I on the night road

For you, my silver sister, smile at me

Between us, not a single debt is owed

We both respect the other's privacy

Loneliness blooms into cool solitude

In your sweet light, which always smooths my mood

I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.

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