Etching Herself a MoonSliver

Posted on September 25, 2015 by whimsygizmo

image 101gorgeous photo by Tess Kincade

 

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Shiver only once
in this braided light,
and you’ll know the way
………………of sorrows.

We’ve got a thou
-sand tomorrows to fill,
spill through this hour
glass; scratch with this
fingernail crescent scythe.

 

 

..
prompted by The Mag. 

 

 

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3 Responses to Etching Herself a MoonSliver

  1. Violet says:
    September 25, 2015 at 11:51 am

    Oh, how I love the first stanza. And the hidden title: etching her “self” — a moon’s liver.

    I think she IS the moon’s liver. One of its vital organs.

    Reply
  3. anne katherine says:
    September 25, 2015 at 5:26 pm

    Just beautiful! “braided light” and “fingernail crescent scythe” — very nice.

    Reply

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