Full Moon Poems Whispered by a Muse

The Muse always shows up unannounced. It is best to leave the door open so that she can simply walk in as she pleases, without knocking. This particular time, a Full Moon Friday, she showed up ready to party! I gave myself over to that and indulged her. In the moments when she rested, I did other things. Whenever she called me back to these pages, I answered by respecting her gifts with awe and gratitude. A melange of thoughts and feelings about relationships, personal expansion, capitalism, minimalism, gifts, fears and frustrations, politics, societal programming and love are all captured on these pages. These were the whispers of a Muse who had secrets that she wished to share with me.