“She didn’t quite know what the relationship was between lunatics and the moon, but it must be a strong one, if they used a word like that to describe the insane.”
― Paulo Coelho, Veronika Decides to Die
I drank the delicious moon one dark balmy night
as it flowed from the celestial blue sky,
An illuminated river of planets and nubulae
Tempted me with their moonlight madness.
The lustrous moon tasted of honeyed milk,
The bonbon planets oozed with dark chocolate
The nebulae, fragrant as crystalized ginger
Set my hungering afire with consuming desire.
And I became entangled and trapped
within this universe of delightful light,
a bodiless soul shimmering, in translucent air
floating among the stars and drinking the moon
Swimming in the insanity pool of my poetic mind.
©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Making Much of Madness
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