From Hearts On Fire, available soon
In the month
of her persistence
the moon cowers
in a haunted space
between memories
she worships
and the goddess
she will become.
Her invocations
spoken softly
soothe the delicate
geometry of faith.
A harmony of systems
inhale starlight
and exhale
early blooming love.
Reverence for
the goddess of spring
brings an echo of water
and creates pyramids
within the hallowed circle
while the seeding
begins anew.
If you enjoyed this poem, have a look at my book, We Swallow Light. It’s an exploration of events in a past life and a refreshing take on overcoming pain and the joy of finding love.
Words In Motion 