A ‘Worm Moon’ Howl to Marcus.

Howling out loudly –
to a loss mourned deeply…
another full moon, here to shine so soon;
tonight’s moon makes it three…
three moons have full shone,
since your laughter’s been gone;
and I howl out my lungs,
with each one,
that’s been hung;
though I don’t know
what’s drives me to
keep this ritual updone:
whether in honor of you,
and how your pores oozed
with kindness and love –
or if I need to scream ,
up to the Gods’ high esteem,
because the moon,
in her shiniest prime
deserves a kick in her eye
for taking you
so permanently, so tragically.

12 thoughts on “A ‘Worm Moon’ Howl to Marcus.

  1. This piece brims with sincerity. Loss is like one of those nasty monsters they tell you about that prey on naughty kids who play outside at night. Learning the reality of its pain is what really sucks.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Dana Renee says:

    No wonder my heart is so heavy and the tears stsnd ready.

    Liked by 2 people

  3. M's Journey says:

    Thank you for writing this. I am confident that he has seen it and is howling now.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. I miss him every day, every time I write but mostly when I see the moon. Xx hugs.

    Liked by 2 people

  5. Hugs back my Darling Ax.

    Liked by 1 person

Go ahead...say somethin'!

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.