Moon's Spectrum

Moon's Spectrum

A Book by Moonie


© 2018 Moonie


Author's Note

Moonie
This is supposed to be one long poem, with a connected narrative. I am posting these as separate entries, because I didnot write them in sequence. Once all the entries are done, I would be combining them into a single (apparently, pretty long) poem.

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Featured Review

Looking forward to seeing your book come to life... every hue and color of your spectrum. Perhaps, Florence + the Machine speaks to my excitement best:

“When we first came here
We were cold and we were clear
with no colours on our skin
We were light and paper thin.
And when we first came here
We were cold and we were clear
With no colours on our skin
'Till you let the Spectrum in."

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Moonie

5 Years Ago

I love Florence and the machine, and this fits so perfectly! I will try to add it in the note! ❤
An owl on the moon

5 Years Ago

I knew you were amazing, but such good taste too! ❤



Reviews

Looking forward to seeing your book come to life... every hue and color of your spectrum. Perhaps, Florence + the Machine speaks to my excitement best:

“When we first came here
We were cold and we were clear
with no colours on our skin
We were light and paper thin.
And when we first came here
We were cold and we were clear
With no colours on our skin
'Till you let the Spectrum in."

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Moonie

5 Years Ago

I love Florence and the machine, and this fits so perfectly! I will try to add it in the note! ❤
An owl on the moon

5 Years Ago

I knew you were amazing, but such good taste too! ❤

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Added on June 20, 2018
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If you're a dreamer, come in If you're a dreamer, a wisher, a liar A hope er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer, If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire For we have some flax-golden tales to spin .. more..

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