Monthly Archives: November 2017

Waning Gibbous 

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The moon lay looking sideways,

Sadly at the lowly hills,

Knowing the storm was coming.

It probably gave him chills.

His mouth was fully gaping,

Drawn back with deepest fright.

A pale and quiet horror,

Reflecting the ominous night.

The raging winds predicted 

A scary flood of rain,

The turning of the seasons 

His haunted face explained.

© Keely Myles Fall 2016

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Rearrangements

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Becoming someone

Different

But therefore 

More oneself 

Changing as

Life breaks you

Finding ways 

To reglue dignity 

And rise above

Regaining health

Reinvention of

New ailments 

Flipping pain 

To that was

Meant to be 

Never feeling 

Victimized 

But free to

Move affliction 

Into fresh 

And beautiful 

Rearrangements 

January 29th, 2017
© Keely Myles