A Child of the Moon

I’m going to be up-front with you.

That's not exactly what I meant.

That’s not exactly what I meant.

I’m going out on a limb with this submission to Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneer’s 100-word challenge.

First of all, I’m submitting it on a Friday. Whoa, right?

Second of all, it’s a poem. I’m no poet. I don’t understand poetry. So just consider these 97 words arranged as if they were deep poet-like ruminationings.

Enough with the dizzy blonde jokes. I'm smart enough to profreed my own typping.

Enough with the dizzy blonde jokes. I’m smart enough ot profreed my own typping. And I meant to typpe that wrd, ruminationings.


I’m just being honest.

Plus, I want to lower your expectations so you think I did a good job this week.

This week’s dramatic photo comes to us from Madison Woods.

This is a free-form poem and it’s about me, so it’s not really fiction. I guess that would be the third way I’m going out on limb.

Consider me a risk-averse risk-taker submitting a verse.


Dramatic photo, huh?


A Child of the Moon

I am a child of the moon.

She illuminated the night of my birth,

on a cold November night when darkness tipped the scales of daylight.

I entered life in the softness of shadows.

In the cool, gentle umbra, I seek refuge from rays that could burn me through,

leaving scars without ever trying.

Yet darkness exists because of light.

I know this irony well.

When I gaze upon my shadow, I see both empty and full.

Empty Lorna ready to be filled and Filled Lorna ready to be emptied.

Just like any child of the moon.


Those of you who know me, know that I am a Highly Sensitive Person. Bright light bothers me. So do loud noises. I’d rather be in a cool, dark place than, say, at a sunny, crowded beach. In a former life, I was quite possibly a bat.

Yes, yes, yes!  That's more like it.

Yes, yes, yes! I can totally see myself as a bat woman.

Ta ta till next week…

~ by Lorna's Voice on August 7, 2015.

55 Responses to “A Child of the Moon”

  1. Hey now! I knew there was a reason we got on so well… 🙂

  2. Indeed. My birthday is on the 16th

  3. I’m so glad you related to the poem. And, yes, I do have a serious, sensitive side that I rarely reveal in this blog…at least in a serious way.

  4. Ah, maybe a fellow Scorpio? That would explain a lot! 😉

  5. Thanks so much! Sorry I’m taking so long getting back to your comment. I really got side-tracked these past few weeks… 😐

  6. Hey, they are just words, right? 😉

  7. I’m not sure I understand the initial rant…

  8. Thanks so much. 🙂

  9. Not TMI at all. I understand completely. Sometimes I get confused as to what I’m feeling versus what others are feeling!

  10. I’ll take it! Thanks!

  11. Lovely images, beautiful feeling, and a pleasing pace and rhythm. I’d say it’s a good poem.

  12. I especially liked, “empty Lorna ready to be filled and filled Lorna ready to be emptied.” I love paradoxes, and I can relate to it as well.

    I’m highly sensitive, too. But, being a Libra, I’m a stickler for balance. Not that I’m into astrology, but the description of Libras fits me like that cat suit (your bat woman picture) fits that actress. So, too much light and I freak out. Too much dark and I freak out. I need it juuuust right. Yes, I’ve been called Goldylocks before, and not because of my hair. I’m highly sensitive in the way of emotions. I’m an emotional person, but I’m sensitive to picking up on others emotions, too. Sometimes it’s hard for me to tell the difference. Not that you needed this TMI, but there ya go.

    I thought your poem was a beautiful insight into your sensitivity.

  13. Dear Lorna,

    I enjoyed the ethereal nature of your poem, you daughter of the moon, you. Lovely.



  14. moonlight’s perfect for a Highly Sensitive Person! I liked “..when the darkness tipped the scales of daylight..” and the word “umbra” that has a softeness of its own (the Italian Umbria region’s aesthetics are particularly … soft).

  15. I’m not sure I understand the initial rant … and that’s ok … but I thought your poem was good and fitting with the image …. so cheers to the non-poet!

  16. Nice job for a chick who isn’t a poet 🙂

  17. Very lovely poem.

  18. You exceeded my lowered expectations. In fact, I would say it was quite good. I was born on a November night too. I don’t know about the moon phase that night, but Grandma said I grunted like a baby pig on the way home. Now, I grunt like a big hog. Always hungry.

  19. Ohhh, I really liked your poem. You show your sensitive side in your poetry (which, really, is what you’re supposed to do). I’m not sensitive to light and noise like you, and yet, I AM. I related to when feeling empty, ready to be filled, yet when full, so ready to be emptied. xo

  20. Ah, and the sisterhood grows!

  21. XOXO ❤

  22. I like this very much – I realise i”m a child of the moon and quite possibly a former bat too!! Great poetry 🙂

  23. Sweet, V, thanks so much. Now I’m feeling much more confident! 🙂

  24. Aw, thanks! But I think this was just beginner’s luck…

  25. Thanks…beginners luck, perhaps!

  26. I found this very poetic. “leaving scars without ever trying”~ this line alone is beautiful, surrounded by the others it’s …well…poetry! Kudos.

  27. Like you I don’t claim to be a poet, but you just proved that you actually are! Delightful!

    Rosey Pinkerton’s blog

  28. From one highly sensitive person to another, from one poet to ANOTHER. You nailed it, Lorna. Hope to see more poetry from you.

  29. Of course! I’m always thinking about you, Dahling!

  30. Thanks. I don’t know where this stuff comes from. Probably the full part of me! Full of what, though… 😉

  31. Yeah. It seems that those who post on Fridays are the procrastinators!

  32. I always love birth stories and this is lovely – the softness of shadows. Beautiful!
    As to posting on a Friday – I am always amazed by the early birds.I need time to think and dream.

  33. That was great! I especially liked the empty/full Lorna line 🙂

  34. I’m healing slowly. I saw my surgeon yesterday. He was pleased with my wound and progress. I’m pleased too. Thank you for asking. ❤️

  35. All right…if you say so. 😉

  36. Thank you. I’m blushing! 🙂

  37. That is pretty good for someone who says they cannot write poetry… well done…if I may say so.

  38. No, no! Keep going. 🙂

  39. My goodness. I really don’t know what to say. Maybe I should stop while I’m ahead! 🙂

  40. Heavens! This was gorgeous, Lorna. You should write more poetry! It suits you well. Anyway, you fooled me, but I’m not surprised either. I’d say you are poet after all.

  41. Thanks. I am a woman of mystery (can’t you tell by my avatar?) ;). My dizzy blonde persona works for my blog, but I have my contemplative moments, too.

  42. I knew you would. 🙂

  43. You write awesome poetry, Jani. What are you talking about? A compliment about a poem from you means the world to me! ❤

  44. Well, we’re in the same boat! Thanks. 🙂

  45. You, too, my friend! ❤

  46. Aw, thanks, Izzy. How’s your recovery going?

  47. Thanks! I don’t know what I’m doing when it comes to poetry, so your comment is quite encouraging!

  48. You made me think about the sky when I was born, and I realize: I’m a child of the stars, heheh.
    Great poem, I admire everyone who can write one, I know very little about poetry. And I love the references to the moon, this is so much deeper than you want to make us believe in your funny intro.

  49. Perfect!

  50. Super poem for a non-poet. I liked this very much, Lorna. But, I must say I love everything you write. It seems so easy.
    I am a child born under the sign of the moon. This felt like it could be written for my entry into the world. 😊
    A very affecting line for me: “When I gaze upon my shadow, I see both empty and full.” GREAT write for the prompt. 😥
    Have a SUPER quiet weekend ….
    Issy 😎

  51. That’s cute, you want to lower our expectations. But there was no need to, that’s a great poem. I love the emptying and filling aspects. It’s so true for al of us, isn’t it? Have a great weekend my friend. ❤

  52. I know very little about poetry, but enjoyed this…your wording is great.

  53. Damn girl. You good. End yer tiping wuz reel gud two!

  54. If I try to write a poem I cannot string two words together, so I’m in awe at your poem. A Moon child… ah…I was born at midday on a Sunday. Well, I needed some time off!

  55. As an Hsp, I get your world. And I enjoyed your poem very much ❤️

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