Moving across the water’s surface Soft breeze dancing across my face Little birds singing their songs Sun rising in the east Come sit here with me Beside the lake And listen Let go Be

Sitting here by the lake Sprawled on a mat on a jeep The moon rises to show its glory It’s perfect but spare me the rhetoric Really? Crescent moon by the lake in the deep of night Did I conjure this up or did it…

The bright moon, shining in all its glory Hovers over the pristine lake I sit beneath a canopy of stars The atmosphere still as can be Normally, at this hour, I hear the wolves But this night, all is still They’re never a threat, always…

For my last official poem of the day, I followed the prompt. Don’t panic You may feel that there’s not a minute to spare but the moon is not bound by your constraints If you cannot hear her whispers at midnight do not be alarmed…

Moon above me so high, Hear me speak, hear me cry! The Universe shares it glory! And I seek a happier story. A canopy of flowers in my head, As I softly lie in my bed, I see myself at a peaceful lake… A longing to reveal,…

I like list prompts/tasks. I’ve used all 8 words. And added a twist of my own. (All of which equals … LONG. BREAK! WAHOO!) 4WD the moon is a lake of glory glory silvering the jeep you drive drive so carelessly over over the breastbone…