New Moon


The big ball is lighted

Round and mighty

Hung above confidently

With an air of dare.

The heart is blighted

Dry and sultry

Sank inside forlornly

Not a beat to spare.

From a rickety ride I alighted

Worn and stultified

Gazed around falteringly

But never one to despair.

I wasn’t a bit slighted

Blessings and lessons

Surrounded by sticks 

Yet not flustered.

The new moon comes to sight 

Bright and promising

Exuding renewed bliss

Sweeping away the old.


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