Moonlit memory


Standing to the left of her
night but right in the center
of love, silk mystery calling
from behind, opening to
heaven above and the
fragrance of the paths she
walked on Earth, now void
of yellow and sway.


Writer’s Digest PAD
Two fer Tuesday: right and left poem

(I combined them)

and 1sojournalPhoto prompt

Blossom In Moonlight
Pen and Ink Drawing w/ Digital Background
Elizabeth Crawford


3 thoughts on “Moonlit memory

  1. This brings to mind an ancient moon goddess playing hide and seek with the sun.

    Thanks so much for your visit. The moon-garden was supposed to be all white flowers that when in bloom would look like silver. I think there are a few flowers that only open at night. But I don’t remember their names.

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