Write Under the Moon Update

Timing of Submissions

The Surface of You

I get pulled in so quickly

BULLET JOURNALING

Scotland and Flowers, Gingham and Christmas

Sharing designs, and how…

PROSE POETRY

Hear the Sweet Melody of Success

The new beginning approaches

POETRY

The last word that is not said

A poem of my aberration

Sabotage

Some Bridges Are Worth Shattering

equilibrium

A poem

you balance me
on the tip
of your thumb — 
I attempt to burrow inside of you;
you turn a blind eye…

Poem Homelessness

Odd fact: Homelessness is unlike rainbows. It is colorless.

The Accident (Part 14)

A Short Story

If Only They Knew

What they wanted

How I Learned to See through Sand Car 4, The Question of a Lifetime

Life’s Unfolding Glance

Reflections from midlife

My Year of Writing

Surprisingly Fulfilling

Image from the Author

Eyes Like Falling Stars

How The Sparkle of Love Faded

POETRY | SELF | FAMILY

Between the Gun and the Knife

Someone always gets hurt

Stairway to…

Poetry

The stairs
look as though
they lead
to nowhere,
sometimes
it’s good
to just
go there.

Sister stone, brother water

On patience

moonrotten

whose night is this?

moondrenched rotten

When Death Knights Appear

A haiku series

An Ode To Snow, Water and Life

Using three Ode forms

The ode is a poetic form formed for…

Elusive Love

I used to think that love was ‘it’,
spent years searching for it,
an ever-elusive feeling 
that I could never quite reach,
(The reason…