Storming after the moon

We stormed after the moon,

like angels with broken wings.

Wishing we could fly and swoon,

teaching soldiers how to sing.

Turning our frailty into tune,

bringing up wounds and things

done that needed done doing,

looking beyond what the day brings.

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Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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