Micro Moon in Scorpio – A Poem

Micro Moon in Scorpio

By N. M. Sirett©

MICRO MOON IN SCORPIO

The moon comes with its own silence

Night’s luminous birthmark

A radiant puncture wound

To the death of day

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A milk-bottle opening

Drenched in sunlight

The cream of a Jersey cow

Beak-pecked by the first

Sparrow of dawn

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A mute bulb glossed in a bride’s mirth

Ringing mellifluous

A choir of untravelled song

Un-singing its tune of pearl

With the sealed lips of space

For all to not-hear but feel

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Glowing splendour rising

In deep hush

Sleepy, bright and still

As sweeping clouds

Cobweb her face

And clear summer nights

Unstring her heart

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A secretive glow conceals

Once every cycle

Then its power, pull, and dreaminess

Unfolds like jasmine petals in a midnight garden