The Night the Moon Fell by Alison Storm Wolf

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		Date Added: September 23, 2009 04:09:35	Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Category: Grieving & Loss

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The Night the Moon Fell

She saw it fall…
That lunar disc just dropped out of the
inky blue sky,
shattering in a field.
Running towards it
her heart almost stopped beating.
Crying in the still, white frost,
with trembling hands
she tried to piece it together...
But it was fractured
beyond repair.

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	Comment By: Jennifer on October 11, 2009 07:35:27 PM	Report
	this is a stunning write. vivid vivid vivid! Jenny Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Sergio Ayotte on October 9, 2009 01:25:46 PM	Report
	What a visual fo words and images. You can actually feel yourself grieving for the shattered moon and then feel the compassion while trying to put it together. Brilliant! Fondly, Sergio Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Roger Bacon on September 29, 2009 11:19:46 PM	Report
	I like the voice in this. It lets the reader in and relate to a personal experience. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Linda Jo on September 24, 2009 01:03:17 AM	Report
	it is truly inspiring...in stark reality, what would we do if the moon fell from the sky? Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Leonard Wilson on September 23, 2009 09:19:01 PM	Report
	Very stark imagery of loss, Ali...You have a voice all your own, kid...len Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Ann on September 23, 2009 08:46:06 PM	Report
	This small poem speaks in a beautiful manner. Lovely. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Sharon Jorcil James on September 23, 2009 12:59:54 PM	Report
	The olde moon....master of the night time sky. Sorry he broke her heart...sunshine follws the icey day. Have hope. A moon lover myself, this is great writing Sis. Sharon JJ Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: SilkinTears on September 23, 2009 12:56:00 PM	Report
	What a brilliant poem Ali. You have captured the feelings of loss well. Helen Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: She Whispers on September 23, 2009 10:49:49 AM	Report
	A million pieces scattered... can one fix it?? If its repairable you can fix it dear lady.. I love this a treasure for sure.. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Tanya Harrison on September 23, 2009 10:15:35 AM	Report
	This is great! Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Mary Lou Allen on September 23, 2009 10:06:18 AM	Report
	Well, she's got a job ahead of her, but if it can be done, she's the one who'll do it. ML Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: The Bag Lady on September 23, 2009 09:05:45 AM	Report
	Absolutely chilling to me, little Healer....It is a gracious look at the world of the Lightworker....Indeed, a beautiful work, one that I shall keep... In Light and Love...Margaret..... Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: LORETTA PITILLI on September 23, 2009 08:58:06 AM	Report
	The Moon's position sheds light on the interior life of a person. And now she is left in darkness for the light is fractured beyond repair. You so beautifully expressed her loss. with a touching and delicate moment of grief. Namaste, Loretta Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Adri on September 23, 2009 04:18:27 AM	Report
	Oh my! What a poem, what a brilliant poem! Ali this is something special. The tone is one of devastation I love love love this! Adri x Respond To This Comment