Poems

I so rarely write poetry, no that's not right. I never write poetry for whatever reason I ended up doing two separate pieces today. So I figured I should post them here in preparation for NANO.

The sky was dark
and moon cried
She knew what was there was to discover

It was time to embark,
to be the brave bride
To find her Her son,
and her lover.

After all she was about
to be a mother.





Start reading at the Passive Spirit point.