From a sliver of a moon

Her Writing Haven

I dangled dangerously from a sliver of a moon
to search the land and silvery seas.
But even with my old trusty telescope,
I couldn’t seem to find you through the trees.

So I leapt onto a gust of westward winds
and sailed away on a stray pink cloud.
And now I’m living on a dandelion petal
doing things I’ve never been allowed.

© 2021 Michelle Cook


Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/girl-firefly-moon-lights-believe-6883721/

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