hard times make you soft
hard times
make you soft
when ice has cracked you
long and deep enough
stone upon stone
blossoming into dust
the moon leans down
to its reflection
brushing its shadow
on the soft silver of your face
make you soft
when ice has cracked you
long and deep enough
stone upon stone
blossoming into dust
the moon leans down
to its reflection
brushing its shadow
on the soft silver of your face
posted by Yes at 10:58 AM
3 Comments:
"hard times make you soft" if you let them, if you allow yourself to still feel that tender gesture of the moon. What a lovely way to express that... and all in the soft shadow of delicate purple pom-poms! Very nice.
Love the thought of the moon leaning down and brushing my face. Glad I took a side trip from MB's place. Love your poetry!!
mb--Thanks for understanding the feelings in the poem, as usual...
Your comment makes me feel appreciated, and means a lot.
pat paulk--I am so pleased that you have come to visit again--and I love your comment! Thank you so much...
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