moon batchelder Biography

take me! reclaim me!
o earth that has made me!
govern my being compleat
til you tame me,
...

gather them, gather them
into your hand,
year after year like some
great pile of sand,
...

not his lover - but his angel.
he wasn't made - for her.
but heaven - had arranged it so
that she - his needs preferred
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shine!
moon's light
also borrows from stars
be who you are!
...

if only my poetry
soothed like a balm
if only the verses
rehearsd in my mind
...