Moon light

Could you take all these tears away,
take them to the sea and drown them,
stop their mouths with sunshine and improbable gifts?

I dreamt that death came by the light of the moon,
and the forest sang in the tongue of running water
the words that turned her away.

Sometimes there is truth in dreams
if we want to find it.

If we want, we can take all the bitterness
that flourishes in the pure blue of day
and lay gentle shadows on the place.

Let the vixen lick the raw wounds
as she does her cubs,
watch the moon rise,
and listen to her humming,
peace.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

17 thoughts on “Moon light”

  1. This is very like my Oracle message today.
    “Sometimes there is truth in dreams
    if we want to find it.”
    The image of the vixen is heart-stopping. (K)

    1. I have a lot of time for female dogs, all of them. They’re good mothers (and the fathers are pretty good too), and they bring their kids up to help with the next litter. They do better than many humans.

  2. Beautiful–that vixen!
    I have to read Kerfe’s now because I also have a similar message (without the vixen)–even some of the non-Oracle words are the same.

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