Luna
rise swiftly rise gently pay no attention to the names we add onto your beauty even after all these years …
rise swiftly rise gently pay no attention to the names we add onto your beauty even after all these years …
the eye – a crescent slit – half open peering at the city below the moon – still sleepy whispers …
(3/30 – 30 Poems in 30 Days – April National Poetry Month) [Prompt: Comparing Rooms] It is cool and sterile …
the world is dusted in magic our magic lightly frosted on pine needles and naked branches heated breath on icicle …