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Moonchild And Her Lion

Amy

Starcrossed

Yet adjacent

In the sky

She wants to feel the warmth

Of the lion’s yellow mane

Maybe

She’ll come close

In a billion years

Until then

His light

Caresses her softly

And she reflects

That which she can’t touch

But will always feel

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16 thoughts on “Moonchild And Her Lion”

    1. Thanks for the good idea to repost it today, Mary! Yes, that’s a good take on it, I agree. It’s funny because when I wrote it, I reread it and realized there are at least three different concepts going on in that poem. And now enters a fourth. 😊

      It was a few months back when Kevin and I and a few others were discussing how a writer composes a piece with their own definition of what it means, then the audience perceives it in their own way, giving it a whole new life. So I really appreciate that this poem means something different to you than what it means to me. And yes, I can totally relate to what you’re saying and I see that interpretation there, as well now. I think it’s just fascinating how creating and then sharing with others opens up so many awesome interpretations of a piece.

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      1. Yes, it’s wonderful. Poetry is like music in that way. So many different interpretations are possible and valid and interconnected. Your poems are really great.

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