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Under a Fingernail Moon by Kelly Ann Malone

A pregnant lunar display, plugged into the sky?This is not for me.
I exist under a fingernail moon, casting less of a glow.
Providing scant beams, if any.
I prefer the thin, silver rim that pleasantly dips south-east.
It does not pierce the clouds, but gently hovers above them.
It leaves us below to find our own way.
It causes us to forge our own light, so that we may
discover the path within the eclipse of our destinies.

To Choose by Kelly Ann Malone

One wicked winter's frosty night
when warmth was scarce and comfort slight
I laid upon the flattened down
and pulled the stitches from my gown

Unraveling my tattered dress
with mounting foresight and finesse
I felt self loathing leave my hands
and sensed my heart make less demands

I heard the echoes in my ears
demand that I relinquish fears.
I felt the anger leave my brain
as thoughts of woe began to wane.

The sun had just begun to rise,
with yellow, copper, spectral skies.
I chose to live within the light,
and never fear a frosty night.

Bio: Kelly Ann Malone was born and raised in Southern California. She have been writing since she was around twelve years old.   Some of her poetic influences are Ogden Nash, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Teasdale, Dickinson, Billy Collinsand, Dorothy Parker to name a few.