Loved this one Linda at Charmed Chaos, I’m a sucker for anything written about the moon.
And since you hung the moon
now that you’ve gone,
will it slip from the sky
and float away
into the dark river
under the watchful eye
of the wise all knowing owl?
And as I watch
from my fortress window
will you whisper to me
on the wind
a mournful sigh
a last goodbye?
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Art Flash/ 55 in October
