Amy Barlow Liberatore… stories of lost years, wild times, mental variety, faith, and lots of jazz

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MOON BEAMS

She called ‘round ’bout 10
Didn’t know that just then

the biggest moon ever
was blooming like never

before… so she stopped
her beater car and bopped

to the shoreline and it
shone as if butterkleig-lit

“Mom, it’s so beautiful!”
And I, the dutiful

mother, in her jammies
ran outside – Midwest clammies

sending shivers… but
how often are you put

in a position
to share this apparition

of synchronicity
nature’s creativity

with one you’ve loved so
from first glance, the glow

of her sweet newborn face
Now she’s in another place

Connected by a phone,
neither is alone

We seize this blessed time
this view, superb, sublime

We cry for happy, ‘cuz
we’re sharing The Night That Was

© 2012 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
For dverse Open Mic Night, and for Riley – the artistic, fabulous young woman I am proud to call my daughter.

Photo courtesy of The Times Union of Albany, NY.