A combination poem about an album cover, the moon, and close calls

Combining two parts of poems I’m not completely satisfied with into one poem I’m not completely satisfied with…

Not quite ready to be seen
the mask replaced with makeup

a close-up of a face
in a photograph

in the distance
a sea of brilliant trees
gold and green

the perfect hiding place

a chance to steal away
while the music plays

It’s been a long time
since she’s let me see her in full

Whenever I’ve looked
the moon’s been in hiding
or halfway out the door

But then
my thoughts have been elsewhere
somewhere closer to the ground—

not quite on solid
but close enough
to not fall too far

this time

(4 September 2018)



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