Beneath A New Moon Poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro

Beneath A New Moon



when beginnin' over
gittin' reacquainted
with the things, once
taken for granted
along the road
what no one knows
no one rushes towards
or sings about
the new moon
and the wind
blowin' against her hair

horses runnin' across the plains
a drownin' man standin'
at the foot of his lover's bed

Thursday, March 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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for the dark muse from the high plains
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