This book has three distinct sections. Poetically becoming a survivor, the second section about my beloved son who passed at 26, and lastly romantic intrigue and strength found.
The moon
Moon, Written by my son, Mark Louis Eckard 3/19/91
Oh the moon
Like a large soup ladle
pouring its contents onto the earth
Shining into my room of sleeping
Off the mirror
causing tremor on my bed
Until I must get up
to see
the moon
Ahh the moon
Published February 11, 2018 by Alien Buddha Press
Poetrees Productions 