January 23, 2008

Poem by Kayla, Photo by Daniel


Tonight the moon
is swollen and glowing
like a pregnant woman
at a ball,
embodying elegance
and raw nature
all at once.
And now
a veil of cloud blows
across her face
spraying her light down
over the ocean,
rousing the waves below,
which seem to be showing off
for her,
savoring her attention
as she bestows
her beauty to them
She, like a diamond necklace
resting on the breast
of a dark and lovely queen,
and they, like silver beads,
rolling around in the drawer
below her.
- Kayla Rupp