#fullmoon – Becoming The Muse

Of Softly In The Night

She does not come At dawn's appointed time, When skies are pale And stars begin to fade. When drops of dew Wake every sleeping flower, And songbirds tribute To the…

Of The New Moon

There's a new moon out tonightand it's the darkest of the yearThe world crawls into bedas it wait for the sun to appearThere's a new moon out tonightand it's the…

Of Moonlit Letters To A Muse

My Dearest Mable Today is neither your birthday nor the anniversary of the first letter you wrote me on your blog almost a year ago. I remember each word almost…