Read Write Poem 105

Prompt : meteors,hit, moon,abiding,curled,
backs,pierced,moved,safer,pulled,
precious,telephone, neglect,stars,shell
wind,radar,trees



moved by the beauty of a summer's night
she picked up the precious shell
and pressed it to her ear
listening to the wind wail
through the pulled branches from trees
singing psalms of abiding neglect
she marvelled at the curled backs
of the waves so high they almost hit the moon
the sky pierced with stars seemed a better option
a safer place with its meteors and milky way
flying solo under the radar loop
dodging knives and the telephone had appeal
slipping through the cracks so to speak