Moon Ghost

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads-Out of Standard: “Writing Unseen”
(imagined by Isadora Gruye)

Write a poem about something you cannot see fully.  Whether it’s the sea monster draped in darkness or just the silhouette of a lover blotted out by the sun, we are all intrigued with the details that exist but escape our sights.

Chalk mark on the sky,
ghostly outline. Purple-
reds sink lower, rippling
blood across the ocean.
Heavens heave a sigh
of soft gray, darkening around
the outline of moon.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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8 Responses to Moon Ghost

  1. Kerry says:

    This is a beautiful clear image, Sara.


  2. Beautiful poem evoking colorful emotions, spirituality and connections to nature.


  3. I hope this one doesn’t get bumped. I said this is a colorful, moody poem and that I love “Heavens heave a sigh
    of soft gray”


  4. I stood before many sunsets this past week while on vacation – each one different – Gorgeous poem


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