moon – Freeing the Mind and Defining the Body

Parallel Horizons

There is beauty in the parallel horizons, especially when they kiss over the calm tranquil waters meeting the moon.

Will the inscape of my poetry

Foreshadow my doom

Will it lay the groundwork for me

Intentions in a cradled moon

Or is it visions of my trauma

My past that lit fire after night

The things that built me lonely

Past and Future surely blight