Tag: Green Moon
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A Road In
From herewhere do I goto come back toa semblance of normalityI’ll pretend that once I knewand everything will be better in the morningif the morning ever comes againfor any of us. . . I fear my fears could make the world stopor the sky to disintegrateI know I’m irrational, self-absorbed, and nonetheless numbbut the road…
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BeDazzle
Around the cornerfrom Mr. Smith’sthe trail tothe old lighthousewhere the keeperwalked ten thousandtimes or moreto town forbread eggs milkand a bottleof keep warmthe beacon shineswithout him tonightgps and autopilotguide our waystill we’re bedazzledand welcomed homethrough foggy mistover ageless waves.
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Painted Sky
Painted skypurple moonpale wispspure joyproblem dissolved. Fly by for Eugi’s Weekly Word Prompt IMPRESSIVE IMAGE BY: Liz Hartman Design
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Old Sam
My wife . . . Hazel . . . See? She doesn’t stir from her bed. See . . . the full green moon? She sees the shine in his eye, what now? I think of Old Sam peering up at the full green moon. Standing in his bed clothes facing the clear sky over…