What’s Past is Never Past
Between moon and cloud
I wander a quiet
deep and ancient
as mountain moss
You follow
sweet and light
An intuition
A murmur
With thanks to Magnetic Poetry for the prompt words.
What’s Past is Never Past
What’s Past is Never Past
Between moon and cloud
I wander a quiet
deep and ancient
as mountain moss
You follow
sweet and light
An intuition
A murmur
With thanks to Magnetic Poetry for the prompt words.
Between moon and cloud…now there’s a liminal space. (K)
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I like between moon and cloud–the Oracle was thinking of moons this weekend. 🙂
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Charlotte, Tried to comment on the post but it wanted me to log in to my WordPress account and of course I can’t find my password. Loved this ekphrastic piece and yes to all of it. Gina
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Gina! Thank you for reading. xo
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