Waxing moon/July 28

Waxing moon/July 28

How many times we all cooed at
the newborn moon, cradled
in the ghostly arms of the Sycamore
we oohed, we ahhed, we sighed—
moonstruck

Tonight the waxing moon’s gotten herself
tangled in the twisty-fingered Sweet Gum
just outside my new window
I ooh, I ahh, I sigh—
still moonstruck

This entry was posted on July 29, 2015, 1:17 am and is filed under creative writing, photography. You can follow any responses to this entry through RSS 2.0. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

#1 by Mary Ellen on July 29, 2015 - 2:46 am

beautiful. I was thinking there was going to be an author name at the end. But it was you. Just beautifu.

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- #2 by Elaine Olund on August 2, 2015 - 8:53 pm
  
  Aw, thank you, Mary Ellen.
  
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#3 by Dawn D on July 31, 2015 - 4:28 am

The moon is indeed beautiful! I was admiring it yesterday, cradling my lover… bliss 🙂

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