Oh flaky crust of the milky white moon, heal my body of scars and wounds. On this night if the full moon, let me go with a soft swoon. Doctor of stars, reason of night. Give me the shot to blind my sight. Gentle rings of glowing light. I hear your heart. I feel your bite. RRG 1990’s

If anyone is interested, I've reposted some poetry process posts from G+ and a mini-workshop on meter (also from G+) on my channel. They are free and public. Meter Mini-Workshop https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/898759379286388736 Poem Process (freeverse) https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/898758242461405184 Poem Process (rhyme) https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/898755826832535552 If you have any thoughts, questions, or comments on process, I am always up for a discussion.