The Cold Moon

Ashley Mae Poems December 22, 2022December 22, 2022 1 Minute

The cold moon rises in a lifeless sky.

Silver as the winter,

Bright as a midnight sun,

Shattering the darkness.

Snow illuminates the landscape.

A reflection of a reflection,

A false dawn?

Or heaven’s mercy on an endless night?

Published by Ashley Mae

Writing is my religion and Words are my gods. Writing is how I make sense of myself and the world. View all posts by Ashley Mae

Published December 22, 2022December 22, 2022

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