Moonlit
From the ground
rose packets of mist
and the moon
hung low over treetops.
As rolling clouds drift past,
stars emerge from hiding
and crickets begin their chorus.
Trying to see movement
in darkness
by a slice of white moon
through the window,
she sees silhouettes
jumping and dancing
as they made love
in the bright wild wonderland
of a moonlit courtyard.
Brenda Mox is a poet and visual artist from Virginia. She has an MFA from Old Dominion University many moons ago in Interdisciplinary Studies. Her work has been published in multiple online and print journals including Wingless Dreamer, Bewildering Stories, Blaze Vox, Edge of Humanity, Academy of Heart and Mind journals, Eber Wein and Eastern Sea Bard Anthologies among others.
