Waiting for the blue moon.
Lacy clouds conceal its rise.
Then, laying aside
my set expectations,
I see, I see, I see.




Poem “based on a true experience”.  After feeling disappointed by clouds not allowing me to get a clear photograph of the moon, I then noticed them—beautifully backlit—and wrote this poem with a wider, deeper consideration—how letting go of (or shifting) expectations can turn initial disappointment into a pleasant surprise.  

Joining those writing a poem a day during NaPoWriMo and National Poetry Writing Month.







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