#20-A Walk under the Moon

Perks of being of the female gender, So many, it addles my brain. Not being able to take a walk at night, Just one of the very many. Do everything in our power, To make sure we don’t feel powerless, But powerful, oh I haven’t…

Hour 10: Moonshadowdance

Within the patterns of the night I pull the shawl of soft moonlight about my shoulders and take my place to dance the barefoot steps of grace. My feet are sure enough to hold me through the years of growing old, my hands are able…

Moonshadow – Hour 10, Prompt 10

There’s my friend, the little hopper A frog as black as midnight. She follows me everywhere I go That Moonshadow. I hope she’ll hop the sadness away Or maybe hop some joy She keeps me from feeling lonesome That Moonshadow. But frogs don’t make much…

Goddess Freya in my Garden (24th hour)

Wondrous weeping willows wallow near my windows Outstretched reaching out to me, inviting me to explore the outside festivities Frogs are hopping about croaking loud and free Crickets chirping their way through the grass Little Sparrows singing songs of solace spring searching for food The…

Hour Ten: My Favorite Color, Midnight Blue

Often times, when I lie on my bed at night, I imagine what my ideal room would be like. The first thought that comes to mind is what color the walls would be. For me, there’s only one solid answer- midnight blue.   The best…

Lullaby

HOUR ELEVEN moonbeams singing a lullaby everything is bathed in a glossy luminescence beneath the furrowed duvet, a wisteria vine sigh How to escape this earthly noise? pine tree in my tea-cup. ii. sweet drops on the pine cones resin tears on the thistle a…

Hour ten

Your sorrows will fade like the night sky fades— from black to blue from blue to pink.   The dawn will come.

Coin Silver

HOUR EIGHT Lines from ‘Mirror’ by Sylvia Plath Tonight the caustic wind, love, Gossips late and soon My tears like vinegar a tender breeze whisper some thoughts, tonight I am a coin silver- the mighty chunks of my unripe dreams caustic corn husk in an…

The Moon by the Lake

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…

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