“Touching the Moon” by Nora M. Burton

She flees away from him
hoping to free her mind of misery.
She wants to feel alive out by the sea,
she closes her eyes and envisions
herself leaping into the sky.
Flying within the gust of wind,
she reaches above the fog
to stroke the moon.
She jumps and leaps around the bend.
Her grasp slips,
she falls into depths of crashing waves.
Her hurt and pain has gone too far.
Opening her eyes, she foresees
her friends gathering by her grave.