I'll take a walk when the moon is full.
Messy hair and only bare feet.
You'll find me dancing out here.
This is where I feel the most alive.
Under moonlight with shining stars.
I follow pathways only I can see.
I must be an absolute lunatic.
I'd rather feel this than nothing at all.
The mundane makes me feel crazy.
Twisting and turning beneath tall trees.
An invisible glitter touches my face.
Making me glow like the light above me.
Small creatures follow along with me.
They skip around my feet in circles.
I am finally part of the earth.
The moon lights my way.
About the Creator
Rabbit
I see the world a little differently than most. Even at a young age I was writing down what I saw but never sharing it with a soul until now. I'm choosing love over fear.
Smart phones, Humans and Aliens.
WARNING. I will be tapping into one of your favorite creative tensions: The absurdity of humans worshipping their glowing rectangles as if they were tiny oracles. There’s something deliciously poetic about that contradiction, and it lends itself beautifully to an instructive proviso.
By Novel Allen4 days ago in Poets
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