A/N: Written for the Diversity Writing Challenge, f1 - poetry collection, and for the 100 Lists Challenge, 25s list 3 (prompt for this poem is #005 - encouraging).


The Fraction on a Diary's Page
II. cave

He was far from the sun: cold, shadowed
in the face of the moon that gave birth
to his name, where he'd thought he'd be
forever more

But then the sun did come upon him
suddenly: all too close –
his hands were burnt a bit
before he could stay comfortably close

And then it was a cold day
without: those days the sun was gone
and he'd search endlessly for that sun
to bring back to his sky again.