Free Verse

THE MOON IS ASLEEP.

May 21, 2026

There is no moon not a waking star in sight to salute me as I come all is hidden behind the sable heart of night. And briefly quietly I think of you and of our days In the ripe, red sun when we danced and feasted, on the fullness of our fruit tonight I shall not dance only rinse my mind of the liquid memories we made when twilight carried your laughter away now, there is a hollow space the moon is asleep And my heart is dead buried beneath a sky of aloneness

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Personal grief and loss, but explores universal ache of absence and memory.

Moderate pacing; shifts between reflection, memory, present despair across ~35 lines.

Deeply melancholic; death imagery, hollow spaces, aloneness dominate throughout.

Quiet, contemplative voice; sparse language; minimal kinetic intensity despite darkness.

Approximately 30-35 lines; falls in 16-30 range plus slight overflow.

Rich metaphor: moon, stars, sable heart, fruit, liquid memories, hollow space.

Pure lyric internal voice; introspective first-person reflecting on loss and absence.

THE MOON IS ASLEEP.

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