Tag: sky
Moon Man
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.