What if it was just
The two of us

You by the window

Me across from you

There is nothing man-made 
About the sun

~

There are angels in
Our blood

Home-schooled 
On chaos

Without saying 
A word 

~ 

One could
Hold one’s breath
Till their hands taste
The moon’s dust
 
Share between us 
The few bent
Coins of wayward vending
Machines

6 thoughts on “An Allowance of Thistle Moon”

1. Beautiful. I love the title and the tension in this poem.

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   July 8, 2021 at 3:39 pm Reply

   1. Thank you Used Life!!!

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      July 8, 2021 at 6:34 pm Reply

2. “There are angels in our blood home-schooled chaos”. Wow! Love it. As always a fascinating combination of expected and amazing.

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   July 8, 2021 at 6:06 pm Reply

   1. Thank you!!

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      July 8, 2021 at 6:34 pm Reply

3. love ‘the bent coins of wayward vending machines’ ; no idea what it means or how it fits in — you know me, Bob — but I’m not after meaning, I’m after rogue images 🙂

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   July 8, 2021 at 7:30 pm Reply

   1. Thanks John. I’m right there with you on the rogue images.

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      July 9, 2021 at 6:17 am Reply