mariemare

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moon crazy

September 1, 2020

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malicious intent is dispersed by the first ray of light
a heavy, sweltering infusion of nothing new,
the clouds creak and groan, those grey things,
some creatures can't accept what is (and always will be) the truth.

but the first ray of light splinters,
fissures in the trees and a quiet view,
the shrubbery starts simmering,
all plant life fears late afternoon. 

the first ray of light finally breaks,
shards stirring up in hopes that soon-
the clouds find rampancy and are filled with glee,
until the sky, like curtains, parts
and the clouds begin to seethe,
they disperse grumbling along,
unaware of what they could even do,
the trees and plants alike, 
begin to face the moon. 
 

  
 

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2 Comments
  • rainandsonder

    ahh this is gorgeous! the way you use language is so beautiful and feels almost three-dimensional!


    3 months ago
  • ek503

    ooh this is beautiful.
    "the shrubbery starts simmering, / all plant life fears late afternoon."
    those lines caught my eye; i love the entire piece :)


    3 months ago