Moonsay

A gibbous moon lying low
Seemed to beckon my thoughts
In the fulsome of my grief
I sneered at her.
In reflected sunlight
What goodness is there ?

A dark shadow crossed its face
Seemed small but huge so far away
I addressed the moon again
Indeed you are more than
I can ever know
How much did you lend
In omens and bane forsooth
The strange events on earth
Ever good apiece full blown
For ever doomsay on the wane
Is the black bird an alien fane
There for all to see
may be an alien ship
so huge but small
as seen on golden disc.

I send greetings pale goddess
May all our dreams be of the best
How did we fare before you came
And what strange forces lie within
I long to come and see
As some have done
But will not tell.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
There is much which withheld from us about the moon.

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fjamesj9701
You've earned master piece credentials with this write Sir. As for me I suppose I would be labeled a nerd with my explorations of the universe macrocosmic existence and a need to always probe for intelligence . Well done again young man. Enjoyed…Jessehandshake
Joseph1112
Awesome write branksome! J applause handshake
branksome
Thanks for commenting on this poem.

There was a time when we had no moon, over 18 million years ago.
How did it arrive here? That is an interesting story.
orientalkoru
very interesting..thought provoking write...kudos to you sir! thumbs up
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