Mara Eastern’s Poetry 101 Rehab
Hosted by Andy Townend
“Waning Crescent Moon”
Bounded by branches, the waning crescent moon lingers…
magic hanging in the air past time, smoothing
wrinkles in life’s fabric, paving
paths to new transitions
that fill the heart
Copyright © 2015-12-07, by Elizabeth W. Bennefeld (Lizl).
All rights reserved.
The poem’s imagery comes from the accompanying photograph, taken some years ago, and fantasy books I’ve read across many decades.