Star- crossed

Crescent, Moon, Lunar, Astrophotography, Satellite
P.C :- Pixabay

To,
be with,
her lifelong,
companion, she
steals from time, minutes
that don’t last very long,
A crescent that she is ,takes
time to wax, attains full glory,
With her bridesmaids on all sides painting,
Ethereal canvas their very best.
Whichever way she sways nobody could ,
say, she wanes and withers frailly too,
Before her companion could take,
a glance over her fully,
she has to start again,
Time’s sword harsh against,
star- crossed lovers,
wax and wane,
in and,
out.

Poetry form :- Double Etheree (1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/10/9/8/7/6/5/4/3/2/1 syllables)

Thoughts :- What is it to be a moon who waxes and wanes all the time? She chooses to be a crescent, a smile for her companion to see and cherish.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Colleen. M. Chesebro for hosting the Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge # 209. This week the theme was left to the choice of the poet, so I chose Double Etheree form. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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