Days are shorteningthe air is still thickwith summer heatI try my best to remainafloatmy mind wanders awayI patiently wait for itsinevitable returnmy eventual returnto the presentwhat a gift it isto see the moonconsistently changingas do we, always evolving always growing intonew and strange versionsof who we are becoming.
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Sturgeon Moon
Two evenings beforethe sturgeon moonI saw this sightthat left me in awe.I headed towardsthe ocean in search ofmaybe seeing a mirrorto make sense of whatI was feeling.Joy floating through my veins –catching up witha dear friend,slowing down aftera busy few months,the significance ofnew possibilities thatcould await meif I so choose.
Morning Moon
The early summer hoursbring back childhood patterns.Following the morning moon acrossthe sky as I travel from road toroad, I smile and count the craters.In my contentment, I embrace thisstate of peace fully. Right now,it’s just me, my thoughts, my music,and the moon. Real life doesn’t existoutside this existence, not right nowanyway.
Outer Space
The full moon Guides me homeClear of cloudsShines so brightI follow itAlong the coastA beautiful night
Inner Child
Inner child Flower childLover of purple, pink, and daisesMay life never take away your innocence for finding joy in little thingsPositivity in most thingsAnd the desire to stop when seeing beautiful flowers and the colorful autumn leavesThere’s magic in your perspectiveI value it more the older I getI promise to admire the moon in allContinue reading “Inner Child”
The Moon
I look to the moonIn SeptemberAs the leaves changeInto mystical colorsDays before the switchIn seasonsAnd the weather cools.I hear the wavesRinging the bell at sea.I appreciate the skyAt dusk contrastWith the dark greenIn the evergreens.
Late August
Laughter fills the night As I say goodbye to my twenties Stars barely visible behind the clouds Should have been raining by now And yet it was nice enough to have a fire Then stand out on the dock Reflecting on the day we had The weather stayed nice for longer Than the weatherman saidContinue reading “Late August”
Moon in Full
October’s chill hits my skin. I step out into the night, my barefoot on the cold wood. Moon so crystal clear, so pretty, so bright. I gasp at the sight of the shine. How clearly I can make out its craters. It reminds me of the midday sun. I try to snap a photo butContinue reading “Moon in Full”
This Isn’t A Painting
The moon shining in through the window, bright as the sun at noon. I capture this photo with my phone that doesn’t have night mode. It looks more like a painting than an actual photograph. The colors are muted through the lens looking into the darkness. The outline of the room still appears in tact.Continue reading “This Isn’t A Painting”
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