Moon power leaves me a little intoxicated it has to be said! I don’t know how many poems I have written about it’s stark beauty and I am sure there will be many more lunar lines to follow! This may sound a little dramatic (not too surprising for those who know me well!) but I often feel completely by the magnetic magnificence of the moon and can be found lingering over its loveliness long after many folk have settled in for the night!
Magnetic Moon
In awe of how you radiate
I’m reduced to a star-struck state
My open chest alive and swelling
Such is your lonesome call compelling
Precious, radiant and bold
Veraciously, your light beholds
I know now that I’m not alone
As you light up the hard way home
Oh silver orb of high gracility
I gaze at you with such humility
Thankful, fortunate and moved
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