Lady Cosmos Sleeps on the Moon

Lady Cosmos

Sleeps on the Moon

One eye open

The other eye too busy seeing

That which is hidden

Beneath the threads

The ties that bind


Stars and Galaxies

She weaves light

Through second sight


Threads between her fingers

Yet never knotted

Cut or trimmed

Their growth is never stifled

It’s not permitted

By the rules

The Great Timekeeper

Has spoken

She remembers

Watching the distance

Grandfathers smile

Grandmothers nod in agreement

Her weaving never ceases

Except for a moment

When she rests her head

In the crescent of the moon


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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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