I already wrote a moon poem earlier this month, but to hold true to the poetic stereotype, I have more to say about it. Today I used the 30/30 prompt “concentration moon” to come up with a few quick micros.
meditate on the full face of a super moon but still come up ordinary *** pandemic thoughts like phases of the moon wax wan new repeat *** when I lose the day’s light I try to remember that it’s yet held by the moon
