Moonrise/Sunrise

in poem •  14 days ago

The full moon folds August away
With effervescent fingers
What hours you kept to yourself
Where the moons treasure to take as her own

Night was a return to an old devotion
With a distorted disposition

For me
Morning would unravel slowly
A slick silver thread

Who didn’t know there were greater beasts to be slayed
Than the solitude of a constant dawn

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beautiful image

Beautiful colors in the photo.

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Truly beautiful

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Truly beautiful. Great thought, heart touching poem. And awesome photography. Timing of the photography is outstanding.

wow oh my god it's really really tob picture than you wow

@pinkspectre I think this is a morning moon . Such a beautiful photos

beautiful, I love poetry