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Thunder Moon

Poem by Donna O’Connell

Do I dare to rouse you
from the rumpled sheets,
to come and see the peony,
under the thunder moon?

She’s hiding on a slender stem.
Can we lift her heavy head,
and gaze at untouched folds of lace,
lighted by my blushing face?

Thunder Moon
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Thunder Moon
Book of Poems, by Donna O’Connell
O'Connell juxtaposes the ordinary with the extraordinary, the spare with the lush. In these poems, simple holds hands with the intricate.
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