The Magical Moon Ladies of the Stars
The magic qualities of the moon
oozed in my sleeping berth, enlightening me gently.
Sage ideas danced and played,
swirling around poetic missives, forgotten by morning.
These are not your best, a woman’s voice whispered,
giving me a fair delicate warning.
Prepared by soulful ancestral pull of the
mystical, magical moon ladies of the stars evidently.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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