It is quiet on the moon
Footprints never fade
The crisp blue of the Earth in view
Momentary awe
Life at a distance
No air
Just dust
Surrounded by stars
Darkness amidst its glow
Beauty
Overcomes the intellect
Meaning unbound
For an instance
I am a rocket ship
For an instance
Experience is redefined
The poetic ramblings of the momentarily inspired.
Poetry is the way we give name to the nameless so it can be thought. ~Audre Lorde
Eye Witness (A Philosophy of Poetry)
A poem should not be easy,
instead tear away at the mind's seams,
threatening preservation
like solitary moments
in the silent streams of thoughts
that rest behind closed eyes.
instead tear away at the mind's seams,
threatening preservation
like solitary moments
in the silent streams of thoughts
that rest behind closed eyes.
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