A published poem

Midnight, moon is majestic. Full moon, super moon, Pink Moon.

So many titles for tonight. I woke to adore you and tapped my neighbor’s window.

Mysterious moon you are so beautiful that Sun bathes you in light

though she is jealous and will not share her sky, not with you nor starssometimes you slip into her scrim.Moon, you light lovers, paths, and creatures of the night.I need the Sun but I have awe for Moon.I

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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