The pregnant moon has birthed a star;
a light to guide us through the dark,
under which we will travel far.
This new life an unending spark;
the pregnant moon has birthed,
new opportunity,
as yet to be unearthed.
Without immunity
the pregnant moon;
nearing her time.
Child coming soon
serene, sublime.
Pregnant;
she swells with strength,
nature’s gift is regnant,
a lasting gift a lifetime’s length.
2019©DSCoremans
Author’s Note:
I don’t recall the inspiration for this poem, but do recall the words ‘the pregnant moon has birthed a star’ which I read and stayed with me.
Written shortly after discovering the ‘Zanze’ form I enjoy the imagery in particular which this poem contains.
I used this poem as my inspiration for today’s Poetry Prompt.
Picture Used Taken: Alva, Scotland (April, 2018) ©DSCoremans

The very first line has a certain power I can’t explain. A beautiful poem. Enjoyed it. 🙏🙏
Thank you Sundaram. 😊
You’re welcome Mr. Coremans. 🤜🤛