An Appearing Poem

November 1 ~ An Appearing Poem

the moon continues to appear
sometimes to my astonishment
and month turns into year
the moon, with her admonishment
seems to croon
don't give up too soon
we await your accomplishment

Heart of Damone on the Day I was Born

Prompt:
Number One song on the day you were born
"You’re Breaking My Heart"
Vic Damone







The slow dying ember
Continues to smolder
The skin will remember
The hand on the shoulder
The night tore ahead
Of a moon on the rise
I denied what you said
Didn’t open my eyes
My fear filled the dawn
The lark gave no warning
And you… you were gone
In the vacant white morning

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