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Faraway Moon


F a r a w a y   m o o n
as a young child
I could see your smile
taste your cheese
see your old man
touch you with my finger
.
F a s c i n a t i n g   m o o n
as a young adult
I could sense your pull
bathe in your romantic beams
pledge my love
reach for the stars!
.
M o s t   f a i t h f u l   m o o n
in my waning years
as life's orbit decays
I am in awe of your loyalty
amazed by your true colors
reassured by your changing tides
.
Continue to reflect life's light
as other young children
see your beautiful smile
taste your curious cheese
see your kind old man
touch you with their imagination...
.
Continue to inspire us
as other young people,
sense your magnetic pull
luxuriate in your romantic beams
pledge their undying love
explore the universe!
.
Most faithful, fascinating, faraway moon
.
.
.
© 2019 Mark Toney.  All rights reserved.
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"Glass is Empty" is my Gravatar avatar. It reflects a play on words with my initials, as "Empty" becomes "MT" for my name. The glass represents my transparently fragile creative process. The glass begins to fill as I struggle through the process of writing, becoming full when I (finally!) complete a short story or poem. After publishing the work, the glass becomes empty again, awaiting new inspiration. Empty or full, the glass is always "MT" :) TMI? Oh my! User Location: “Second star t

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