Moonbone

Weird Poetry

Her gaze fell up towards

To the star-embedded heaven,

And she inhaled the spectral clouds

Crawling across the field of darkest blue

Above her water-crowned head.

She sang the cool moonbone down

From its perch in the sky

Into her belly,

Where she held that orb

Of enigma and shadow,

And let it grow until she

Finally

Gave birth to the sun.

❤👽xoxoxo👽❤

8 thoughts on “Moonbone”

mike ennenbach

September 8, 2020 at 12:16 pm Reply

wow.

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1. TJ
  
  September 8, 2020 at 12:17 pm Author Reply
  
  Is that good? Lol
  
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  1. mike ennenbach
    
    September 8, 2020 at 12:20 pm
    
    yes. wonderful.
    
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  2. TJ
    
    September 8, 2020 at 12:20 pm Author
    
    So glad you like it, Mr. Ennenbach 💋💋💋
    
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erroneouschoices

September 10, 2020 at 3:47 am Reply

Beautiful poem, gorgeous photo

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1. TJ
  
  September 10, 2020 at 3:48 am Author Reply
  
  Thank you 😘
  
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slave sindee

September 12, 2020 at 8:49 am Reply

lovely poem and photo

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1. TJ
  
  September 12, 2020 at 11:11 am Author Reply
  
  Thank you ❤
  
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