moon mantra in b minor (with blues funk guitar)

M was never any

Older than required.

Often mistaken for a much younger woman, she

Needlessly wondered the night.

 

Buoyant she strolls down avenues unknown

Occasionally stopping to admire the silence.

Ushering past darkened doorways with a glance, it’s

Non-consequential what’s behind them.

Decency requires she be

 

Carefully attired on her walks, past the

Hill. No one would molest her.

Incandescent, many endeavor to possess her.

Lit from within, she is no friend

Dispossessed of the need to be bound.

#OctPoWriMo Day 8
#OctPoWriMo Day 8

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Anna Stewart says:

    This really is an enchanting image of the moon…the carefully attired woman strolling fearless through random streets at night…everywhere and nowhere and intimidating in a subtle way. I’ve reread this a couple times. I really like it.

    1. Thank you for reading. This was a tough one. I wanted to try the actual form suggested. I appreciate the note.

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