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3 Poems by Lynn Long

Updated: Oct 20, 2022



Midnight Rain


Silver diamonds

Mere reflections upon the sill

Thunder resounds

Yet, the world lies still

Asleep

Raindrops falling from an ashen sky

And I want to be ...as the silver diamonds

One with night

Illuminating an ebony sea

Luminescent ...and free


Farewell Summer


Finding ground in the sticky

heat of summer

I hear the thud, its sound familiar

As ripened mangoes in shades

of mahogany, fall one after another

Loosened from the aging branches

of a once youthful tree no longer able

to hold on

And I think ...perhaps

They are free


Memories


Sunlight flickers

Yellow and gold

In the shadows

of memory

Her forgotten soul

Fragments-

Adrift upon gossamer wings

She now dances with butterflies

On the Autumn breeze

Sometimes her world

Exists only in the twilight

of dreams



ABOUT:

Lynn Long is in issue no. 1 of Dipity Literary Magazine with two poems and one short story. Follow for more updates @lunadeity and @luna_inkz

Twitter: @Zolanymph You can also hear her on a few episodes of the Hummingbird Blink: Nectar Poetry Spotify podcast. More of her work can be found below:

Published Author of six poetry books and a new one soon to be published

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Dipity Lit Mag aims to shine a light on a wide array of underrepresented voices from different parts of the world including BIPOC, LGBTQ+, creators with disabilities, and also those from Instagram, or aspiring poets. We accept unpublished poetry of all styles i.e. haikus, art, prose, spoken audio, and short fiction stories. Short stories are the exception of previously published ones.  Additionally, we spotlight discovered unique writing styles through a bonus shares section and musicians who are supportive of the poetry world.  Dipity leverages visual morph art,  photography, and experimental digital collage work in each issue. Dipity values human kindness, exposing heartfelt truths, and taking time to have fun in writing while pushing traditional boundaries. You must write what you truly feel and release every slippery banana peel in this dimension. 

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