Moonlit Blues V
Tonight I watch you again as you climb the skies,
Bright faced with sadness lurking in your gait,
Cold yet comely face pulsing brighter than light,
Oh moon, won’t you tell me another story for the night?
When the hour comes you always arise,
Never too early and never too late,
In languished grace you light up the night —
Left alone in the skies you rise with might,
Oh moon, won’t you tell me another story for the night?
The stars sing your praises and the people adore you,
Your beauty unfolds in phases; through the seasons staying true,
Your light strolls through my window, gently nudging me to write,
Oh moon, won’t you tell me another story for the night?
How does solace feel when you’re suspended between worlds?
Looping through the seasons and obeying nature’s calls?
The dreams are ever running but reality only stalls,
To bring me to demise and paint my success with pit-falls.
I don’t know left from right but I had to leave to make things right —
And heaven feels like hell when you have to shoulder your own plight,
I wear the look of peace to mask the rumblings of the freight —
And all I have are poems, words that cut deeper than a scythe
Oh moon, won’t you tell me one more story for the night?
My thoughts have stolen my sleep and all I seek is celestial flight.
notes: As you can probably guess, this was inspired by the moon. It was somewhat windy the night I sat out to do a little star gazing and just like I’ve often wondered how the sun handles such solitude, I asked the same questions of the moon and well, this piece was birthed. I hope you enjoy it.
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