Hullo #vss365 and to #moonglade #poetry

I followed the #moonglade until the water stopped reflecting the moon… and began reflecting something else. I didn't look away. I should have.
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#moonglade sea-torch
water in flames

Nocturnal misfits,
Skimming over the moonglade,
Flitting bats at play.
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Moonglade lights the way
A glowing bridge to the stars
Where the old souls shine

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Memorizing midnight's #moonglade
Reaching beyond dark’s fear
Gliding my illumination
Beyond night & day
Braving spheres'
Transformation
No tete-a-tete
Risked higher
A humble way
My love steers
A Harmonization
Survivor's silhouette
Memorializing a manifestation
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Darkness swallows
dwindling shadows.
Stars glisten
over #moonglade
on oceans skin,
mirroring the sky.

I whisper goodbye…
memories ebb as
land dissolves
beyond my porthole.

Distance swells,
yet our longing
empowers my soul.

In my endless thoughts,
you reside.

~rev
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A more low-key romance, the world's yet to see. We're slowly drifting and you're holding me. No need for talking, the vibe speaks clear. Pure bliss as you're cradled, deep within my sphere. Through fog and time, the pathway is laid. A couple of ghosts in the #moonglade.

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Nora talks to her friend Sarah on the phone about meaningful jewellery. She shares how her grandmother's locket held nostalgia. It was stolen in a burglary, leaving her devastated. She thinks of its shine like a little #moonglade she can never get back. It still stings.

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The lost, and those who lose, look back.
Orpheus; the Wife of Lot; cast their shade
in salt and song. Time moves one way.
With luck, the way is long.
Our boat is small, the ocean wide.
Let the #moonglade be our guide.

A wish floats away, bouncing through veils of heavily washed fennel feathers, landing on a lotus flower. She is rose gold, carrying pieces of a passing #moonglade. Turning her head, she watches the first people pass by. In public — and yet, in secret — there is no need to wear a social mask. #vss365

There once was a grove called #Moonglade,
Where moonbeams would stitch through the shade;
Druids twirled in a trance,
By the silver-lined branch,
Till dawn brushed each leaf and then stayed.

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flamingo pink clouds
inside—a single heron
hunting my #moonglade

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But where to go? To find - what? Peace? Meaning? Closure, whatever the fuck that is? How's that achieved? Up the medication? Eat some of the local flora and dance with the little pixies in the moonglade?

Maybe that's it! Drugs!

So: back to the Gare du Nord, and on to Amsterdam.

#reconnoiter
#adroit
#palimpsest
#moonglade

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Your grace still guides,
like #moonglade’s glow,
from where I’ve been
to where I’ll go.

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taking
a walk on the #moonglade
in search of dreamland

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#Moonglade of water
from the Moon will sustain citizens
of future centuries.
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