Poems

Whispers of a Wicked Moon

98

The silence is deafening

Whispers so clear

All that has lost

All that stays near

I see your reflection

Shining down on the lake

Full and so bright

Such a beautiful take

Energy strong as glow starts to fade

Into the morning under the fall

My eye growing heavy, connection is made

He tells me he loves me, one final time

Aspiration means nothing

From a being that’s unkind

Much Love Much Life

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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