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A Lull

The weary and gloomy moon Droops alongside confident mountains, Tries to stay until noon. Clings to the boundary, slipping down Being hidden but not wanting to hide. To time, old moon is bound. A longing, endless. Sad moon surrenders to the horizon, daylight lessens. Less ends of light to grip; reject regress. Dull moon falls west, sun rises east. A longing, a chase endless. The pursuit is a beast. For the moon craves to collide With the eternal flame it is infatuated with, That’s why we see high tides. The moon’s heart lies in the sea Becoming swollen Wanting the sun to see. The moon, lonely, Is in love with the sun. Always has been, always will be. 06 March 2020 Title Chosen: A Lull Contest: Pick-A-Title, Vol 14-Tristich Sponsor: Edward Ibeh

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Date: 4/14/2020 5:26:00 PM
Congratulations on your win. Beautiful poem with superb visuals. I hope all is well. JC Hawkens
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Date: 3/13/2020 6:54:00 PM
Congratulations of your win in my premiere contest, Amy:-) Amazing poem with great imagery!
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