Another Day

I rose as the moon was waning

Big and full and round

Behind the shadow of some clouds

Yet could I see it's massive expanse

Sleep had not quite left me

I wondered was I dreaming

No... it was real and I continued to descend

Into the abyss of another day

Glared upon by the sun

by Kristina-witha-K

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Kristina B. Mar 19, 2008, 1:08pm UTC

Celebrate good times come on....

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Alison Pearce Mar 19, 2008, 6:48pm UTC

Excellent!

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Ellen B. Mar 20, 2008, 3:20am UTC

very well written

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Lynn Doiron Mar 20, 2008, 10:47am UTC

Hi Kristina with a K -- I like this poem; maybe because I sometimes wake up this way -- oppressed by a breaking day . . . not good. Please feel free to ignore the following, but I thought your end line could be tightened just a bit by something like:

Into the abyss of another day / Glared upon by the sun [or, alternatively--Glared down upon by the sun

I think I make this suggesiton because the poem, nor the voice of the poem, seems "illumined" but, instead, shadowed in a sense, even under the light. Just an opinion, a thought -- round file at once if it fails to be helpful.

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Holli G. Mar 21, 2008, 9:56am UTC

I loved it Kristina!

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