Month: January 2018

Sun and Moon [a short story]

Alina H. Hansen Writer & Poet

Prose or Poetry or both? I am playing around with this short fiction piece that discusses celestial bodies which are ultimately consumed by darkness and timelessness: possibly the destiny for all of us. 

Sun and Moon

by

Alina Happy Hansen

The Sun battered down on the city below. The inhabitants wake and roll over, groaning or jumping up to live another day. Looking down below, the heart of the moon, forever lost to his lover runs across the sky. Each day as it progresses, the season’s changes, the year’s pass, the inhabitants are born, live, die, born, live die; generation after generation. The Sun does not care about the inhabitants of that blue little world that is quickly turning grey and sickly, quickly looking more and more like it did when it was born. The sun looks on trying to catch the moon who is left spinning around the little black globe, dead and dried up. Spinning away into a void, an abyss until the sun begins to dim and invert itself becoming a black hole finally sucking the sun into its darkness.

 

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-Alina

Moon Goddess (poem #129)

Alina H. Hansen Writer & Poet

The sun buries itself down into the bodies of the hills

and I sink into an abyss of sleepless darkness in the night,

where did you find yourself? across the ocean?

or into another realm? where the sun never rises and

the moon is your goddess?

@alinahappyhansenwriter

I wrote “Moon Goddess (poem 129)” in January 2018, now almost five years later I find myself still obsessing over the same themes: nature, powerful forces, and the abstract “you” another version of self? Read more of my #poetry and #writing at www.alinahappyhansenwriter.com Text in video reads: “Moon Goddess (poem 129) The sun buries itself down into the bodies of the hills and I sink into an abyss of sleepless darkness in the night, where did you find yourself? across the ocean? or into another realm? where the sun never rises and the moon is your goddess?” #poetontiktok #poetrytok2022 #writersoftiktok #writerscommunityoftiktok #amwriting #foryoupage #fyp

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