The Moon and Stars

Courtesy: Pixabay
She breathed the remains of a night
cloaked in creativity,
the tea's steam
transforming shadows
where the moon's silver soothed.

She sipped.
The keyboard whispered.
The cat purred.
Beyond the pane,
the stars reassured.

Oh how the enchanted hours
embraced other world thoughts,
conjuring tales,
and capturing magic at an hour
when others forgot their dreams.

©March 2018, January 2022
Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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