I haven’t managed to join in with a Picture it and write challenge as my March writing schedule was packed full. I was delighted to find this image. If you want to join in you can find a link to ermiliablog and the challenge under the contributor button.
Moon
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As a child
I would lie in bed,
Pull the curtains open
and stare at the bright moon
in the sky.
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I used to tell all my
wishes and dreams
to the moon.
It would always listen.
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The moon changed,
over time it
grew fuller.
Hanging peacefully in
velvet darkness
every night.
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Absorbing more and
more of my
secrets
it grew,
bigger and bigger.
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Empty
I found myself
able to sleep.
Some formatting issues, hence using *
How beautiful, that you shared your inner thoughts with the moon and absorbed allowing you to sleep peacefully. 🙂
Thanks. It is funny what we remember, it’s the 1st time I have written about it.
What a beautiful and powerful image. The moon growing in size as you empty. So very poetic and creative. Loved it, Neenslewy! Thanks for contributing this week. 🙂
– Ermisenda
You’re welcome, I’m glad I had the time. Thanks for the response, the ending took a while to work.