COMPETITION PROMPT

Use the phases of the moon to metaphorically or chronologically progress a narrative.

She Fell In Love With The Moon

It wasn’t planned

A flash of red

The shock of blue

Became beloved by smokey quartz brown hues

Cultural crossing deep in our veins

The new moon came quite suddenly

We felt our way through the dark and found each other

Wandering

Healing needed

And became the catalyst for the change

When the first sliver of light came

The fear overcame for a moment

A fleeting second of distraction

Yet the more the moon shed it’s light

The small steps back became more intentional

The crecent moon held our first embrace upon return

A spark seen from space and hearts filled with the need to yearn

It was yet still dark

But the light guided our path

Soon the half moon came

And we found our love growing stronger

I knew this was meant to last

Admittance of passion getting longer

You needed patience and safety

I needed gentleness and care

And we melted further into each other

Slowly working toward a health love that’s fair

Each day building the stability we need

Each day loving each other despite the wounds that bleed

We didn’t cause them for each other

We just found violence before us

And now healing together

We found the sweetest, kindest, softest love

Now something has changed

The moon nearly full

You won’t say it aloud

But I know you’re in love

I know I have been for many moons now

But it takes a little time for you

I know you’re scared of getting hurt again

I am too

But I hav full faith in us

And full trust in you

And with the full moon came the realization

And a confession of love

The first ‘I love you’ made us burn for each other like the wildfires we are

The light bathing us hiding our truth

Protected by those who came before

In this gentle moonlight it’s only me and you

You fell in love with the real me

Not what’s on my birth certificate

Moon fire became your teacher

But you’ve been teaching me things too

Walking in our gentle moonlight

We learned a language all our own

I told you I loved you in all my poetry

Before you were ready to hear the direct words

But with each moon cycle you’re finding your worth

To watch you grow is a blessing and a privilege

To give you safety to heal a honor

To be the moon that brought your fire back ablaze

Gratitude forever flows from me to you

Just as I feel your love in each thing you do and say

We keep falling in love together

And letting the moon phases guide our way


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