A lovely poem from Anita.
The August 2018 Blog Battle
The prompt word for August is MOON
My silver lady hangs safely among the stars,
Swimming through the firmament on her 28-day cycle.
Shedding her light upon the earth
Often she sits in the pale blue sky during the day
On dark nights, she brings romance and mystery
Often time’s shady dealings are done beneath her gaze
Yet for me, she is my lady bringing magic
A time of spells, for love and luck
She is known for inspiration, which all writers need
A friend since early childhood and remains so to this day
At 72, the years have been long. I whisper my thoughts to her
On nights when I cannot see her, still I whisper
As I know she is out there somewhere in the world
I believe she has stopped me losing my marbles
My mind as sharp as it was years…
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