The Tarot Moon (a micropoetry series)
howling at a moon
that never hears
in love with the moon
in dog day dreams
the moon above the ruin
lighting the nights of death
the dam burst here
the flood is in
the water washes over
my naked skin
stung
by the jagged claws
of sea creatures
crawling through the night
even here
the grass grows green
as night is ever dark
and schoolchildren dream
jagged along the edge
reaching out to you
between the howls
to the midnight moon
Tarot Moon (micropoetry series)
howling at a moon
that never hears
in love with the moon
in dog day dreams
the moon above the ruin
lighting the nights of death
the dam burst here
the flood is in
the water washes over
my naked skin
stung
by the jagged claws
of sea creatures
crawling through the night
even here
the grass grows green
as night is ever dark
and schoolchildren dream
jagged along the edge
reaching out to you
between the howls
to the midnight moon
