Moon Man
December 11, 2012 at 6:24 pm (literature, philosophy, Poems, poetry, Stories) (earth, experience, heart, journey, life, man in the moon, memories, moon, nature, peace, play, poem, poems, poetry, Sir Patrick Moore, sky, soul, the sky at night, word, words, world)
There is a man sits in our crescent moon tonight
with jocular face and monocle.
Hunter-warriors beware,
he will rock away this precious slice of light
should you prey on easy meat from a high-handed horse.
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There is a man sits in our crescent moon tonight
tickling xylophones with whiskery fingers.
As ice drops flicker
give time over haste to winter tunes,
to taste his gruffle-sung stories of stars and wonderment.
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There is a man sits in our crescent moon tonight
making immortal space for us.
He cradles kindness
in extraordinarily long arms,
and gifts weary travellers with chuckling beneficence.
unfetteredbs said,
December 11, 2012 at 6:56 pm
I’m going to gaze at the moon tonight a little bit differently and think about you poem. Cradles kindness.. very nice work
Julia Dean-Richards said,
December 11, 2012 at 7:07 pm
Thank you, Audra. The moon is good company on cold winter nights x
unfetteredbs said,
December 11, 2012 at 7:08 pm
good muse… for you “)
Nicholas Gagnier said,
December 11, 2012 at 10:27 pm
Wonderful and inspiring
BTW, I nominated you for Blog of the Year:
http://retconpoet.wordpress.com/2012/12/11/blog-of-the-year-award/
Julia Dean-Richards said,
December 14, 2012 at 8:42 am
Thank you Nicholas! I will respond properly when I get a chance to sit still!
Sharmishtha Basu said,
December 14, 2012 at 6:43 am
just loved, loved, loved it. i could see him!
Julia Dean-Richards said,
December 14, 2012 at 8:37 am
Aw, he is smiling at you x
Russ L said,
January 1, 2013 at 5:40 pm
Gruffle singing indeed! Perhaps with a voice like James Earl Jones, or Morgan Freeman!