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For today’s prompt, write a moon poem. You can write about the actual moon, the race to the moon, mooning over someone, or even mooning someone. Of course, there are also honeymooners who go on their honeymoons. And if this commenting thing gets handled sometime soon, I'll be over the moon.
Play with poetic forms!
Poetic forms are fun poetic games, and this digital guide collects more than 100 poetic forms, including more established poetic forms (like sestinas and sonnets) and newer invented forms (like golden shovels and fibs).
Here’s my attempt at a Moon Poem:
I see the sun's light bounce off the moon
and know the sun cannot see me. Does
that mean I don't shine as bright, or that
the sun is blind to me? Could I be
just a rock reflecting others' light,
or am I a simple satellite
that orbits a body in the night?
I feel a burning from within that
threatens to erupt, but were I to
explode, I don't know which way is up.