Poem: Howl


Soft moon 

you sit quietly 

hanging upon my up turned face

trying to tell me 

speaking many years 

from your mighty vantage 

winking or watching full eyed 

then not bothering with me

at all

Who can blame you 

with that tug 

making me crazy

and lifting my howl 

begging you to answer 

Today you stand stoic 

while I dance beneath 

roundly piercing 

you make my feet glow 

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6 thoughts on “Poem: Howl

  1. Ahhhhh.. . This brings back such memories of past moon times with dear friends and small children. Beautiful piece my dear one🌜

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