Written for: dVerse Poets Pub: “Moon-Muse” (posted by Grace)
The challenge is to write about the moon as if the moon is a person – flesh, sweat and blood. Describe him or her, and tell us about your moon.
In cool paleness
you come to me
though at certain times
you show merely a phase
of yourself. On those bright
nights you stir my blood,
heat it to a boil. There is
an aura about your face
that pulls at my heart
like greedy fingers. Energy
courses through my veins,
sleep eludes me.
Yet on those bright nights
I long for your cool paleness.
purplepeninportland 
I love the way this comes full circle. And I LOVE this line:
“that pulls at my heart
like greedy fingers.”
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I wonder if she acts in ways that mirror does though…
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Mysterious visions before me now.
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This is soo serene.. so very beautiful… ❤
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that pulls at my heart
like greedy fingers…… I love that line also
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Cool paleness, I love that last line Sara. Thanks for joining in.
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I pale moon is so soothing!
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And your pale coolness! You possess it all, CH2!
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Aw, thanks, Walt.
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This is an amazing poem, so beautiful. I love the moon and you have done it a great bit of justice.
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Thanks so much, Sue!
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I remember those bright lit nights as a child and somehow it did seem cooler. Beautiful, Sara.
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Moon Child cAlls
iN shadows BeyOnd
DArk oF SiDe..
so bLack..
HoWls
come
who
who
cAlls
BacK wHO..:)
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you, you
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Ha..!
Had
To read
Who
i wrote..;)
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Seems you were successful.
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:)..:)!
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