battle scars on a weary, wayward moon

they’re the places
where the sun shines
right on through; fault
lines cracked right open
and proving you

some of them, perhaps,
are trampled
fallen stars.

go get your own.
………these are ours.

Poetic Asides April PAD Challenge, day 9

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5 Responses to battle scars on a weary, wayward moon

  1. Deb Whittam says:

    That’s great

  2. Shawna says:

    I love the way you describe the light shining on scars, as if this is sort of a stained-glass situation, but on the surface of the moon.

    I’m not exactly sure what this is about, but since when does that matter? 🙂 Toward the end, I’m picturing the fallen stars on top of the moon.

    And I’m sorry to say, (don’t hate me) — that the title makes me picturing someone mooning others, but the butt-holder is exhausted; perhaps it’s been a long night, and he’s in the wrong neighborhood. 😛

    So at the end, I guess you’re saying “go get your own scars.” It’s a strange thing to say, but hmm … okay, I’ve got it. This is about a Sunday school attendance chart. Some people always show up, while others are sporadic in attendance. This is very hidden-underneath, but I think it’s about adult volunteers begrudging those who aren’t consistent and who don’t work very hard.

    I know this has nothing to do with your actual intentions, but I’m being imaginative. 🙂

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