I am ‘Moon-struck’ this week, and here is another “Moon” poem, which I originally wrote in May 2018, and today I am posting a new version that I revised this morning ..
Moon Shadows And Celestial Lights
I stood alone
in my second-hand clothes
holding her worn out soul
I placed her ashes
in a brick wall
years of heartache
hidden in a chasm of pain
moments in time
now resting in peace
How does tomorrow become another day?
how does the past live with today?
Her moon shadows shyly tiptoe through my nights
as my hazy dreams glow under her celestial lights
Ivor Steven (c) Revised, October 2021