lunar


waxing moon shrouded
by clouds, soft evening air holds
night’s sounds whispering

season’s changes, hint
of life springing from the soil
with soft leaves spreading

how did lunacy
draw from the moon? quiet and
predictable sight

howling at the moon
hint at the lunatic’s voice
not a quiet orb

how did the quiet celestial being
get mixed up with the likes of the werewolf?

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