The Silence Between Moonbeams

by Sarah Doughty

  I always hoped the moon would save me. As I cowered under my windows, sheathed in moonbeams, waiting alone in silence, I prayed, just once, she would. But she never did. Nothing ever did. That's the thing about living a childhood like mine. You'll pray to anything and everything. Because you're too small to do anything but cower and try not to cry. To stay silent. I spent countless nights with her light shining over me as I awaited my fate, but somehow, she always comforted me. She was there. Enduring my pain right along with me. Giving me hope. Showing me I wasn't alone. For that, I will always love the moon and the moonbeams she shines.

  Reflection

  As my tears reflect the stars,

  I wonder if you can see

  the pain that lingers

  within my eyes.

  Starshine

  When I look

  at the stars shining

  in the sky,

  I feel our distance

  as nothing more

  than a caress

  or gentle kiss away,

  instead of a few

  thousand miles

  worth of walls.

  Graced By The Moon

  The sky was at its

  most beautiful when

  the moon graced it.

  The soft glow,

  illuminated at the edges

  and casting shadows

  better than any artist

  ever could, was my muse.

  Hoping

  I hid amongst

  the moon and stars,

  hoping the dark

  would protect me.

  Graveled Road

  Graveled roads shimmer

  against the moonlight

  like a million tiny diamonds,

  guiding me where I belong.

  Shining Star

  I don’t think you know

  how much it means to me

  to have your eyes travel

  across these pages.

  That makes you

  my shining star.

  Right here on Earth.

  Painting Dreams

  My quill is filled

  not with ink, but

  with shooting stars,

  and I'll paint your

  dreams with

  luminescence.

  Disciples

  Children of the moon

  are the lovers of the dark,

  the admirers of the moon.

  They are the disciples of shadow.

  Beautiful Dreams

  When I dream,

  you’re still here,

  bathed in moonlight.

  My biggest fear is

  waking up to see you

  fade with the dawn.

  Drunk On Stars

  I was drunk on stars,

  drinking the cosmos

  of your eyes, like I

  was dying in a desert

  of galaxies.

  Wishes

  Take all your prayers. All your wishes upon stars and blown out candles. All those empty nights you looked at the moon and told yourself that your world would be alright. That you would overcome. Let it all go and listen to the midnight whispers in the halls of your heart. You'll find the answers were there all along.

  The Fault In Your Eyes

  I couldn’t

  blame chance,

  or the stars

  in the night sky.

  It was the fault

  in your eyes,

  and the words

  you spoke

  that sealed

  my fate.

  Eternity

  I hold eternity in my hands

  when your silken

  phosphorescent skin

  illuminates the night,

  pulsating with energy

  meant for me.

  Together

  The road and the moon,

  distant hills and clouds

  together as one.

  Infinite Oblivion

  When my moonlit dreams

  were filled with you,

  I felt complete, infinite,

  and I never wanted to wake up.

  Craters Of Madness

  The craters of madness pounded by a millennium of blows, fulfilled the prophecy of the moon spending her life in solitude, forever separated from her beloved.

  Pale Blue

  Under the pale blue moonlight,

  you looked into my soul.

  For once, I didn't mind.

  Because I wanted you

  to see all of me, and hoped

  like hell you wouldn't mind

  what you saw.

  Playground

  My body rots in the warm sun. It pierces my skull like a thousand tiny blades cutting with perfect precision to make each jab hurt worse than the last. This, my brightened surroundings, are rays beating down onto my scorched flesh, laughing at my inability to coexist in its presence. It taunts me, reminding me that I don't belong. But I know my place. My soul lives among the shadows, dances with the moon, and twinkles with the stars in the night sky. This, where my demons live and thrive, is my prison. This, my world of darkness, is my salvation. This, where anything is possible, is my redemption. This is my playground.

  Man On The Moon

  His eyes were icy blue,

  and it reminded me of

  the man on the moon,

  always keeping his

  protective gaze on me.

  We Were Infinity

  When I close my eyes, I see your beautiful face, lit from within. I see the brilliance of your eyes, glinting against the dying light of the day. Memories flash before my eyes. All those moments we ever shared play like movies. I remember you. I remember us. And what we once stood for. I hold on to those moments. That’s all I have left of us. Sometimes, when no one is looking, a smile will creep into my lips. Because we were real. We were right. And we were epic.

  Moondust and Whispers

  The moon’s dust

  felt like warm snow

  embracing me

  as she whispered,

  “It’ll be alright.”

  My Universe

  If you remember nothing else,

  know that you were my universe.

  Listen as my heart forever

  beats as one with yours in the

  silence between moonbeams.

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  Thank You

  Writing has always called to me in a way nothing else ever has or ever will. Fiction might be where my heart truly lies, however poetry and prose has proved to be a valuable tool in my writing process. Poetry and prose help me refine my words for maximum impact, compacting as much emotion as possible into as few words as possible. Without these, I believe my writing as a whole would not be where it is today. For those of you that enjoy these shorter pieces over my fiction, this is for you. No matter how long or short, my writing is my escape, just as reading is for many of you. I hope you all agree that deciding to release this chapbook was the right decision. But most of all, I hope it touched you in some way. You have my sincerest and most humbled gratitude for you continued support.

  Always,

  Sarah Doughty

  About The Author

  Sarah Doughty writes with thematic undercurrents involving love, life, hope, and often, PTSD. Her writing and books are a way for her to escape her mind and enter another, to experience something amazing and healing at the same time. She's shared her words freely online for anyone who wants to read them, so that maybe they can give someone else hope, or the same, temporary escape as they did for her.

  Discover Other Titles By Sarah Doughty

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  Home

  Earthen Witch World Shorts

  Dream Spell

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  Acknowledgments

  Without the continued support of friends and fans from both social media and my website, this chapbook wouldn't be possible. My words have reached more people than I ever thought possible, and I'm forever grateful for all the encouragement throughout my journey of writing and healing. To my biggest fans, beta readers, and friends, for their unwavering guidance and support: Márcia "Mah" Lima of emotionally.inconstant, and May Timani. To Sonny Spencer, for your continued support since the beginning, your assistance with my novels, and your generosity with your amazing photography. To my good friend Sheswideawake for her continued support and guidance in all things Photoshop, and for her selfless donation of the perfect art for the cover of this chapbook. To my husband for taking care of me and our son without complaint, and being more than I ever thought I deserved, I love you. To my mother for being Mom and an amazing grandmother. To my sister-in-law for swooping in and saving the day when I needed help with childcare. Finally, but certainly not least, YOU, my readers. Thank you for loving every second of this journey with me.

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