HEAVENLY BODIES (Postcard Poetry) August 12, 2014September 21, 2015 ~ donnadakota He offered her the moon but instead gave a comet, Sleight of hand replacing wax and wane with momentary fire. While the moon might offer cyclical magic, The comet burns in the blink of an eye. (Written on the night of an August super moon) Rate this:Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading... Related