Incised Moon (NaPoWriMo Day 25)

Incised moon

Presents herself

In pieces

And knows

Her power

Must be
Periodic.

She is mindful

Of her potential

To pull
That which
The Earth

Cannot hold.

Remembering that

Two bodies

So attracted

To one another

Will bulge and break

The waters

If they are not

Careful,

She allows

The fullness 

Of her faculties

Only twice

In a cycle

And exerts

The most influence

When she reveals

Herself

As Nothing

Or as

All.

Incised moon

Knows that

The sands

Cannot withstand

Constant

Crashing, 

So she reigns

Over the

In-between times

By portioning

Herself

Into halves

And quarters

And

Sleek,
Silent, 

Crescents.

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It is Day 25 of NaPoWriMo!  Having just completed a fortnight of constant paper grading, I remain behind.

All week, I have been playing with NaPoWriMo's Day 18 prompt, and finally got something finished today. I hope to tackle today's prompt in a more timely fashion.

Demeter and Persephone

It was a hard-fought labor
that gave her life.
And so it was
her mother's right
to fight again
to bring her back
from the murk,
the seductive depths.

To call upon the gods
to restore her.

To pull her up,
to drag her out.
To insist that she re-break the waters
and remember her name.
To cajole, to whisper,
to cry out, to claim
her daughter
for the light.

It was that maternal push
to never forget
to always remind,
to wail and to rage--
to blight the crops
if need be--
that brought her daughter out,
whole and free.

So when she was restored,
she knew what saved her.

Reborn at last
to her mother's arms
and walking once more beneath the sun,
her gratitude
held her
in check.

She couldn't explain.
She didn't dare share
how the darkness touched her,
or who she was
when she was lost
down there.