Moonshine Memory

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The computer light has drowned out the moonshine.

I’ve chased it throughout this dark new house, window to window

without  bumping into sharp table corners

or stepping on Clyde the cat.

A soft grin was my companion as I gazed out of skylights

tucked into the cathedral ceiling.

Full moonlight poured into rectangular stepping stones

on the biscuit colored carpet.

I’d used every window on this floor. Ah – the hidden upstairs where the last skylight waits.

Lifting my robe I climb the ruddy wooden staircase and reach the  secret skylight without a fumble.

Easier than in the daylight – it’s there.

Shining down on my computer desk. Soft full moonshine pouring its beauty into my home and

here onto my all too often forgotten means of writing. My computer.

I thank the moonshine. I am grateful for its pouring into my heart, hands and literally

into my words. I don’t need to wonder anymore why I’ve always been in awe of

moonshine’s  effect on me. I believe it has led me to where I belong.

Here.  As I drown out its glow and write about the same.

 

 

 

 

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8 thoughts on “Moonshine Memory

  1. Beautiful! This makes me crave the full moon which will be here in just a couple of days! Through your words, I can imagine you climbing up the stairs to have a special moment with the moon. You may like Gregory Alan Isakov’s song, “That Moon Song.” Much Love Susie!!

    1. Thanks Kat! I really loved that song. I almost swayed myself to sleep with that ‘full-bellied moon’. Thanks for sharing and enjoy the full moon that’s coming our way!

  2. I love the vision you have created, Susie. I am a moonshine lover also. When we lived in the country in Franklin, I would go out on the deck at night and enjoy the “daylight” glow of the moon spreading across the yard and into the woods. Thanks for the reminder.

    1. Mary Ann, I’m glad to have reminded you of the magic of the moonshine. Hope you try it out down in Florida on Monday night when the moon will be full of itself. thanks for the note and complimentary words.

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