Moonlight Whispers
Gentle Surrender Haikuplet
The moon starts to pull
Calling me to surrender
My waves to his shore
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Calmly he whispers
I'm restless, like a wild wind
Rising to his call
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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It ended like every other stupid idea. Badly, and alone. I’m researching digital confession ethics, he said. A tech ethicist. He gestured at floating data I couldn’t see then pulled out a physical notebook. Actual paper, fountain pen. He held it up like he was showing me scripture.
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Oooh! I really love this one. Loved the romantic metaphor of the sea moved by the moon’s pull!
Oh my goodness, Kelli, this one is so beautiful! The metaphors here are just so on point and romantic
This is actually amazing. I love it!
Wonderful one
That's is the power of moon is everywhere you are, nice poem.
Oh, that moonlight gets you no matter how you try. The power of the moon, Good work.