She dwelt on the moon

She lived up there, where nowhere went.
A sparkled silent sky just for her.
And her dreams and diamonds, all well spent.
As she walked through this world in a blur.
For it was on the moon her soul resided.
In lunar craters she crept and hided.
Watching the world from the safety of space.
Removed and distant, from the maddening human race.


7 thoughts on “She dwelt on the moon

  1. Maybe she felt her life unreal with materials and ideals on terra? Sometimes when dissociation happens, one turns to nature and how it seems to remains, such as the moon. Maybe her Moon dwelling/close observation is more of a healing mechanism, then an escape route? I think it is for me.

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  2. This is a really great poem. I love the idea of the moon as a place of refuge! Really well written and compelling to read. Thanks for sharing. I have a poetry blog here on WordPress and today’s poem is about the moon in case you have time to look? Lunar greetings! Sam 🙂


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