Datura Moon
I have chosen to hide away
when night has come without delay
with moonrise
I'm toxic to those who know me
with no misgivings to finality
apathetic moonstone
Shiva worships my offerings
Chumash use me for sufferings
sacrificial moondust
The Shamans of harvest and rain
are the keepers of old soul's pain
like moonbeams
I am hidden in the open
where the night from day has broken
I am moonflower
May 11, 2020
Compounding the Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
Copyright © Lonna Blodgett | Year Posted 2020
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