Last Full Moon
the night of the last
full moon your face
opens to the light
while there is light
you see this is
what love holds
© 2013 Maureen E. Doallas
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Last Full Moon (Poem)
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8 comments:
My fascination with the moon AND with love is boundless. I love the simple beauty of this one; the way the ending lingers.
To read a short composition from you Maureen is the treat of the day for me. I love the shortness of the piece and the message convey in concise poetic thought. Lovely!
Beautiful as ever, Maureen
How very concise and complete.>KB
Such stark and beautiful simplicity. I loved this.
like how you pair the love and light...the moon reflects the light given it, non disciminately...we could learn much there...
A poignant write ~
Lovely Maureen!
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