Moon Flower

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Show me a flower 
That opens in the moonlight

And I will show you 
Magic 

Witches we are all witches
When it comes to the glow

Of the moon
When it comes to the moonlight

Being out at night
Is glorious 

Is sacred
Is feminist

Being out at night
With nothing else 

But the moon
The stars

The night-blooming morning glory
Is decadent 

If we could erase it all 
Until only the land and the water and the flowers and the moon and the stars 

Were left
If we could undo and tear down the restraints 

Of so-called civilization
Of so-called society 

In a heartbeat we would.

‌‌Jenny‌ ‌Justice‌, Poet.‌ ‌Sociologist. Teacher. Mother. Woman. Author‌ ‌of‌ ‌Love‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌Time‌ ‌of‌ ‌Climate‌ ‌Change‌ ‌and‌ ‌Reveal.‌ ‌You‌ ‌can‌ ‌read‌ ‌more‌ ‌of‌ ‌her‌ ‌poetry‌ ‌at‌‌ ‌Justice‌ ‌Poetic.‌‌  ‌‌Sign‌ ‌up‌ ‌for‌ ‌her‌ ‌newsletter‌ ‌‌here‌.‌ 

Published by Jenny Justice

Jenny ‌Justice‌, Poet.‌ ‌Sociologist. Teacher. Mother. Woman. Author‌ ‌of‌ ‌Love‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌Time‌ ‌of‌ ‌Climate‌ ‌Change‌ ‌and‌ ‌Reveal.‌ ‌

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