Our stories
Moon a backdrop
the silhouetted tree doesn’t tell much
much of it went with the last storm
slate and black contours
of even similar landscape seems alien
our stories differ with how the moon stands
how much of the tree could stand the storm
how the contours come alive when the night sky
sparks the storyteller inside our hollow ribcages
no but the cities have different stories
they are alive in a different way
they differ with how we perceived our stories
how we told our stories every time we told them
why we told them to those whom we told them
everything matters in a world of uncertainties
the moon matters
even as a backdrop
Fascinating to consider.
ReplyDeleteI was fascinated by the zig zag presentation .... and yes, I agree everything matters.
ReplyDeleteOh I love this and it perfectly aligns with a poem I posted earlier today on telling our stories!
ReplyDeleteYou got me thinking that the moon is like a blank page that we project our stories on to.
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