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