Crescent #WritePhoto

forgottenmeadows

She did not hear them call her name
as she stared at the crescent moon
at twilight
The words that went away, came
storming her mind
and she let her the ink flow
writing the stories that threatened
to overthrow sleep
tonight.

poetry copyright neha 2020/ image borrowed from sue vincent

In response to Sue’s beautiful #Writephoto Prompt

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