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The Moon Dancing
The moon is swollen full tonight, her belly stretched out in the light; that glow ascribed to pregnant maids reflects down through the tall pines’ shade and with a wash of purple blue includes the woods’ edge in my view. … Continue reading
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Tagged daily poems, Divine Mother, illusions, mother goddess, night, shadows, the moon
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No one stole the moon
No one stole the moon from us by force. Instead, they bade us sleep; in that little death our memory faded, and our Mother’s song (not the sing-song lullabies or product placing jingle-jangle from an artificial moonlight like an android … Continue reading
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Tagged commercialism, Divine Mother, history, loss, mother goddess, nature, paganism, spirituality, the moon
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a wisp of purple clouded sky
The now expectant moon, hid by a wisp of purple clouded sky bathes all in dappled glints of light that stand on open ground this night. And those whose lives are passing by, a wisp of purple clouded sky, imagine … Continue reading
Full Moon
There is a soft glow to the world tonight, and the dark, dim lit streets, beseiged with rain these past three weeks, shimmer silver and bright while the clouds are wispy and on the wane. For a brief moment, between … Continue reading
Anticipation
Even the moon is full with it; last night she hung expectant, just showing past half through her pregnancy, a pale shimmered light that peeped through the clouds like a wobbling calf between the legs of its watchful mother. Under … Continue reading
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Tagged anticipation, daily poems, Divine Mother, mother goddess, sonnet, the moon
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