Moontox. Poem.

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Go deep when you hit confusion, it is the world of Analysia where the open lands of the splurge look clear but under the surface, you can hear the lost people weeping blindly in the heavy mud. When they surface there is no void to take a breath. The tide and the wind take them. Their choice is to flow with the interference coming through the airwaves. The world turns so fast, humanity cannot cling to reality any longer and it gets thrown out into space.

Then Moontox comes for a brief moment the skies clear and there are two moons. like two floating feathers we float to the ground.

Moontox The world has simmered.

The light is casting different shadows,

It has started says the knight, touching the wizards’ bow and arrow,

What should be written?

A fire we have not seen and the past has lost its relevance.

We are sitting in between.

The maiden pointed to the moon, her shadows are now calming.

I can whisper predictions,

and none are alarming.

The knight stroked her hair.

and the maiden took a breath.

We need to move on and talk not of death.

They picked up some grass and some mud and some wood.

And a shelter was built on where they were stood.

Under the moon, they sheltered their heads.

The two sat in silence, no words were said.

No reason to write or predict what will come.

So will you wait for the Moontox.

Beating a drum.

Words say little when the truth is questioned.

What should I write?

Write without thought

until darkness brings silence.

Hiya, I am Lauren, a lifestyle traveller, writer and health Nerd. Due to lockdown I decided to get on with writing my blog and catching up with friends new and old. I believe we are one world that for most of us wants to promote peace and goodwill to each other, wherever you are in the world I wish you well. I hope we connect and share our stories.

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