Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
When the waning moon is but a sliver
does it kiss the sky good-bye,
and when the night is at it’s darkest,
does it breath a heavy sigh
and blame the moon for leaving it
alone with the twinkling stars?
And once the radiant orb swells again
illuminating the black obsidian sky
do silvery stars and lonely night in unison
forgive the roaming moon and welcome back
their dear old friend as if he never left?
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poetics
Lovely writing. 😊
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Thank you kindly!
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Lovely.
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Thank you Ken!
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I like this a lot… can we ever forgive the moon for leaving us in darkness?
Every month the same thing
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Thank you Bjorn. I appreciate your lovely comments!
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Good question, Linda. Willful vs. nature. It opens up much ambiguity….
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Yes, it does. Thank you!
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yw!
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I like that welcoming back *as if he never left* at the end. A good metaphor for forgiveness.
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Thank you Frank.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you my friend!❤️
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