Moon Song

Nothing between

me and heaven.


I waited,

watched the moon rise,

saw the earth spin

to look away,


But I did not.


The wind rose

to pay homage

to its lunar jewel,


And clouds

slipped across

its sun-kissed span,


a wolf’s eye

rimmed with kohl,


A lover’s eye

in a keyhole,


a peering beast

rising from



In the night-blue verdant

branches of forest pines

and late summer leaves

the wind sang.


My heart found the harmony,

and for a fleeting moment

I was a floating note,




Moon Song


Author: smithaw50

I live in NJ. Concentrating now on a getting a full time writing career started. Glad you could be with me on the journey. Ready? Here we go...

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