rose in this autumn sky,
portent of the end of days
and happenstance,
a statistical anomaly for those
who number nights
and measure the cosmos
with light years.
Instead the pull of gravity,
brings us to this moment,
woman's moon,
a dreaming moon
rising and falling in the night,
a perfect round of days,
nine months if we are counting,
and a child is born.
All we know,
all we aspire to,
begins anew.
Today's prompt from Octpowrimo is to write of sleep or dreaming. Immediately, I thought of a dreaming moon and a grandchild-to-be who should arrive in the next week or so. The photo, "Harvest Moon," comes from Wikipedia.
Read what others have written in response to this prompt by going HERE.
6 comments:
Loved it..
And Congratulations in advance .
So thoughful :)
Congratulations Beth :)
This is beautiful, Beth.
Missed the blood moon that was supposed to have been here on the 7th. Oh well! Congrats on your grandchild-to-be!!! How exciting!
lovely.
I love babies. May you and this new little one to be have many delightful moments together!
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