MJ blathers

dark poet who loves to laugh

stone moon

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seven october of the fourteenth year

into the twenty-first century

moon full

of cheese

and self

brilliantly shimmering earth

in reflected light

unreflective of its own veiling

fate soon to befall

 

eight october, earth’s midnight

though irrelevant to the stars

alerts men to the need to watch

the hour is come

signifying passing

of celestial ships in the night

predictable, calculated

yet dogs whimper

coyotes, jaws red, pause, uneasy

 

moonlight dwindles

through phases of the month

in hours, moon eclipses

from full to brilliant sliver

face biege, then tan

darkening to faint earthy brown

tinged ruddy like mississippi mud

lithified by eons without water

stone moon eerie in wisp-clouded sky

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Author: mjnordgren

as a retired physician, i have needed to talk with many persons about end of life. And then I cared for my husband for more than five years.

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