The Mistress Moon

Painting life with its trembling brush along my soul the paling sky,

the elixir dipped of exotic fruit, trailing colors from on high.

In the corners of the brightest pall the sky has ever seen,

sighs to herself, the aging Mistress Moon between the stardust and the dream.

Her white cheek has turned from us, to distant lands and distant times,

To entertain the speed of thought in dim wanderings of her mind.

Reviews

[Vidya Bacchus]

This is such a beautiful piece.The images are most welcoming and dear mistress moon may she ever shine down on us:P

[Lyn Anderson]

The style, the form, perfect for this piece - a really wonderful write.