Super Moon

The hook is the ancient yearning.
Maybe it’s in our DNA.
A clear print somewhere in its cobalt coding.
That need we have to reach up to the sky.

No mere dot she is
in complete contrast to the
distant backdrop of stars which
align each clear night to wink at us
Flirt with our inner waves and set
our blood to vibrate.

Lunar emerging

what a sight for sore eyes.
So close to that longing
she’ll grind all thought to a halt
as she holds us in her sway
captures all words with her
beauty and grace.
Perhaps she’s giving us
another chance to dream


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