One Word After Another

My words come in many forms

Here's a series of poems all titled Moon. I read Saturday, March 28th along with some longer pieces of fiction.


MOON

Evening moon
blazes
off knotted clouds.

Waiting inside,
I chart its arc
over my house.

It arrives weakened
in the morning sky.

 

MOON

Spotlight moon at the end of my street
sends me running.

Daybreak moon out my bedroom window
weaves a pale apology.

 

MOON

Full moon roars
down my street
chasing me inside.

It raps later
at my bedroom window
to be let in.

 

MOON

Rained out.


Lynn Millar - copyright 2019 - everything is mine and is my fault.

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