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Under the Sickle Moon

Moon by day, a sight to behold, Myths and legends, forever told, Spiritual growth, transformation, The gibbous moon is a stunning creation. Sunrise and sunset, a time to reflect, In the stories of the age, we must respect, For under the sickle moonlight, Mythical transformations bear flight. Werewolves howl, vampires roam, Mermaids swim, unicorns stir foam, Shape-shifters, fairies, and shore, All come alive, under the moon allure. The sickle moon, a symbol of change, A time of growth, to rearrange, To shed aged skin, and embrace the view, To transform into something true. Under the sickle moonlight, We too can alter, and bear flight, Embrace our inner myths and magic, And become something truly fantastic. So let us dance, under the moon glow, And let our spirits flow.
Written: June 06, 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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George Avatar
June 7, 2023 at 5:09 AM
Beautiful poem on the sickle moon. Moon changes shape everyday until it becomes the full moon and fades. Each day it is on a journey into transformation. Keen and intelligent observations.
Pandit Avatar
June 7, 2023 at 5:08 AM
Your muse shines under the moon. Very poetic, my friend.
Buhagiar Avatar
June 7, 2023 at 1:36 AM
Trust man to invent myths and legends over a daylight sickle moon. Still a lovely poem.
M  Avatar
June 6, 2023 at 10:41 PM
Aww you write so poetically and so beautifully Lasaad….a gorgeous poem! Debx
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