Lynn White

Moon Stones

They’re hanging like baubles

milky moonstone gems

full moon shapes in the snow

frosty footballs 

of light and shade

shining

lighting 

up the trees

on a wintry night

making a frosty forest

off shiny gems

full moon shapes

like fairy lights

showing a way

through the forest

showing a way

to capture

a dream.

Thoughts on The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins

Stolen fruit is said to be sweetest

but sometimes it may sour

after the first bite

and a stolen diamond

will bring a bitter legacy.

Even when left to her as a birthday gift in June

it could not pretend to be a moonstone

full of milky innocence,

not even if she

was dressed in the purest of white. 

An Ordinary Moon

It’s an ordinary moon. 

Not special

like a harvest moon 

or a blood moon

or a pink moon in April

and there’s no stone 

at its heart.

Its heart is full though

But it doesn’t have to be.

The tides still obey it

and when it shines 

through the clouds

its light is milky

like a moonstone

and it lights me up.

So is that ordinary

that mystic moonlight?