by Skybowapple valley, California, USA
Jan 2013 532 Views 10 comments
Madonna Moon
In the still kiss of dawn
Madonna moon murmurs
goodbye to a favorite child.
She fades from a place
where birds, who once
slipped through small hands,
sing of freedom
in a fair, gold sky.
I stand on the edge of morning
scattering my dreams
towards tomorrow.
Madonna moon murmurs
goodbye to a favorite child.
She fades from a place
where birds, who once
slipped through small hands,
sing of freedom
in a fair, gold sky.
I stand on the edge of morning
scattering my dreams
towards tomorrow.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2013
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Comments (10)
Amazing poem...scattering my dreams towards tomorrow...how lovely is that...
Thank you for your thoughts and words.
Loved it
A wonderful way to begin the ending here!
I love that 'view'... from every angle
Thanks for your sharing
You make us of some stunning metaphor in this delightful write.
Bill