DARK STARLIGHT
My only desire is to stab
the blank paper with ink
and leave pinpricks
on the page!
Even if it is only
a single asterisk.
That too, is treasure.
A dust mote
of dreams.
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Joy
I want my joy back! To give myself permission to sketch my dreams out with a free if clumsy hand. These are cropped from old Paint pictures...
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Salutations! Cynestia Moon is a brand new, yet very old project of mine. I will be sharing snippets of poetry sifted from my ineluctably ac... -
I was saving this poem for later, but I think, it is needed now . . . M oon Above Moon above, I know you’re... -
*Snippet from my poem "Heaven is Too High for Us." First published in NVCC Fresh Ink.
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