Tuesday, February 18, 2014

A sonnet a day for 2014 - Moonday

This moon, redoubtable in her glory
Bold as the heavens commands attention
I bow, I dance, I listen to stories
Of water, of land, any she mentions

This moon, she follows me so easily
There is no where I can hide from her gaze
Any attempt would be measly
I sit on the sand and contemplate days

This moon, how she shifts my mood up and down
Sways fluid in my body back and forth
I walk into sea, I could almost drown
Unaware of direction, south or north

This moon, this full moon way up in the sky
This moon, this big full moon only knows why

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