crazy moons

we can’t choose them
they fall
conquer us

and our minds
are absent in
the present

they remember
things in different
shapes and shadows

they fall
conquer us

and our minds
are flashbacks
and throwbacks

bad and more
bad as they
sign out the



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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18 Responses to crazy moons

  1. This is a beautiful poem I love it! ❀

  2. strum11 says:

    Love that line: our minds our absent in the present. πŸ™‚

  3. sweetlavyah says:

    crazy moons reminded me of my best friend. Nice poem sir.

  4. Crazy Moons… We are helpless as they conquer us. Very heavy with thoughts. Cool!

  5. nickronster says:

    Beautiful poetry right there…when you followed my blog I was naturally nudged and led here.

  6. bowmanauthor says:

    Lovely effect on website; lovely picture; lovely poem.

  7. It’s nice to know folks are up at weird hours celebrating each other. Thanks for you!

  8. P.S. Love this Crazy Moons!

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