The Other Half
O jagged half moon in the predawn sky
Peering through my window at the start of day
By whom torn in two and tossed up high?
If you had speech, what would you say?
Is it my beloved, traveling lands afar,
Who's holding your other half within his gaze
And sending you drifting from star to star
To greet me in your mysterious ways?
With your magnetic pull, please hitch me astride
To pursue the alter ego we wish to catch
Traversing the heavens on a luminous ride
In the hopeful quest for our perfect match.
Claiming Hawaii as her true home, Molly Moore is currently residing in Seattle, Washington, pursuing a nursing degree. Perhaps her previous career as an international flight attendant is what launched Molly’s "flights of fancy" into poetry. A love of rhythm and rhyme sparks her creative side, especially while outdoors in nature.
Hello Molly. I was captivated by your poem "The Other Half" and thoroughly enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Molly, I thoroughly enjoyed your well written and delightful poem. Thank you and I look forward to more of your wonderful talent.
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Molly,
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem!
Your friend,
David Fox
You hit my muse right square on the head with this poem. I truly loved reading this awesome piece this evening! What a tremendous poem.
ReplyDeleteAnyone can write about a full moon, but for someone to dwell, and tell of a portion in this manner is fascinating. Who knew these were such ideal conditions?
ReplyDeleteIt is so nice to see you post a poem here Molly, considering how busy you are. I so enjoyed this enchanted heavenly offering. Hugs and Aloha, Connie
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