Poem -
Mystical Milk Bowl
Iridescent glow,Β Β
amidst a solid black canvas.
A flashlight,
guiding mislead souls to purity.
A full bowl of milk,
mysticallity in the making.
Strange wind blows,
the monsoon of new season arrives.
Rainfall blurs the eye of the beholder,
for it is a new day.
A full bowl of milk at midnight, you see,
transitioning over the course of time.
A glass of orange juice today,
for the faces are gone, as is,
the man on the moon.
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Comments
Intriguing! Elusive and ephemeral. Lovely.
Well done.
J.
Hey TAYLOR12!!.......some strong phrasing here..... and the varying perspectives on the lunar imagery was VERY poetic!!.......ALL STARS!!...... well done...... and .....WELCOME to COSMO!!..... LOVE and ROCKETS!!........T xo. ?
Thank you SO much. Your feedback made my day.
amazing first piece. I hope to read more like this. -cat xoxo
Thank you so much!! Glad you enjoyed it.
taylor12, an excellent poem on the moon.....'A full bowl of milk at midnight' how cool is that? Β your imagery is magical, and I enjoyed reading this, tribute