It's Still Life

A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week

The O In Moon

A Pearl of a Moon

I dreamt I held
reigns on the sky,
on that pearl of the moon
and its back-lit sky.

I dreamt night
was black and white keys,
like the feathers
in a magpie’s song.

And I dreamt music
came from a faraway star
as it slid cold through the dark
dying.

And when I woke,
the moon was a pearl.

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