Happy Poetry Friday, everyone! Kate Messner‘s summer writing camp is in full swing, and although I haven’t been diligent about writing, I did appreciate the tips shared in Kate’s conversation with Linda Urban about revision. My writing has been spotty at best over the past few years, but I did find an old poem to revisit and revise. You can read the original poem here.

Here is the new version:

Moonbow At the Edge of the World
Hawaii Volcanoes National Park

When the moon blooms full and golden
in twilight’s indigo sky,
clamber up 
a shadowy path
that weaves between bare, black rocks.

At the pinnacle,
gaze out over the crater
filled with billowy, pillowy
fog.

Watch, as a watercolor prism
emerges,
its radiant ribbons 
of red and orange,
green and violet,
arcing over the mist,
taking your breath away.

A bridge to fairyland beckons.

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