A Poem: To Blossom With Grace
To Blossom With Grace
I've been howling at the moon
all I swell
I mean - all is well
well...
well enough to not fear - fear
"I've been going out when I wanna
coming home when I please"*
cash permitting
thus I have been sitting
here
thinking of you
howling at the moon
ignorance is bliss
within the matrix
it is what it is
if you don't debate it
to blossom with grace
we must face the abyss
look to the light
one direction is well lit
with moonlight - Magic - Lunacy - Fate
Bliss - Love - Blossoming Grace.
Bloom.
xXx
By Mark Mace Smith - The Poet
with a nod to Tom Waits
Supermoon November 2016
Nice one!
Is it a "grapefruit" moon at which you howl?