Moonstone
written by: Steliana Cristina Voicu
When the Sky turns his head towards unlit,
Sipping from the clouds covering his eyelids,
The Moon raises its tremble gaze,
Forgetting in the water her silver dress.
It’s barely noon. From nowhere cast
The Moon on the zephyr wings is rising,
When the Sky looks at her sparkling,
Remembers a dream sleeping in the past.
Longing to meet her next to it,
He would tell her that they’re meant to be
Without her, he a dark, sad sky would be
Or even a score without a pianist…
Almost evening. The sky is waiting to…
The Moon sparkles differently
A precious stone she gives him dearly
As from now on he will wear azure blue…
Steliana Cristina Voicu lives in Ploieşti, Romania, and loves painting, poetry, Japanese culture, photography, and astronomy. She has won the 3rd prize in 2017 Le Prix Jocelyne Villeneuve, first prize in the 2015 Fleeting Words Tanka Contest and other prizes. Her works have been published in numerous journals and anthologies, including Asahi Haikuist Network, Daily Haiga, The Mainichi, Under the Bashō, cattails. Since April she is the editor of Enchanted Garden Haiku Journal.
Latest posts by Steliana Cristina Voicu (see all)
- Moonstone - August 3, 2026
- Red Light Blossoms… - April 13, 2026
- Macadamia Stars - October 10, 2025
