Tuesday, February 7, 2023

she who wears the moon (poem)

her earrings were full moons on a short chain
shining and sparkling with a mysterious platinum light
that playfully pranced through the yearning dark of the bar

crystallized raindrops dangled from her twin moons
keepsakes from a time love came pouring down
transformed into glittering stars in a pale night sky

and she, illuminated by a light she pretended wasn't her own,
embodied the gentle power of the tide with every sway
becoming the waves that overflow onto a patient shore.

-Zero