Mother Moon

I don't fear I read meditate and am self aware
I have burnt the last tempestuous bridge
Oh! what exhilaration in heading nowhere.

Poised for a jump
Mother moon
You overshadow my tiny silhouette
Poised against this
Luminous silver bowl
I outshine you.

I appear so beautiful
So dangerous
Dancer in red flamenco
And cheeky lemon parasol
I look the part a patented paramour

But I am
Your wispy dream child
Mother moon
A weeping poem lost
Cradle my bits and pieces
In your lunar craters
Gather up my courageous insanity
In your womb
Mother rock me
Gently berating my
Credulous notions
Even as I fall
Calling you out.

My sheer terror
Splits your moon beams
Petrified frozen splinters
Eternal grasping
My gathered cuspian dreams
Floating forevermore
Moondust
Relinquished.

I'm on the ledger balance
Of softly measured loss...
Sitting on the concrete slab
Of implacable judgement
Your defiant daughter
Mythical legendary
Never decoded
Even to herself.

Cipher tantalizing
In the piquant breeze
Slipping forever into
Ink gullies of isolation
Still holding on
To a tremulous
Mystique
Hope pinned to a pretty
Parasol
Flung open tauntingly
Flimsy tease
My feet tapping
Emptiness...
Fear
Only in the
Expectant air.