by ScherManukau, Auckland, New Zealand
May 2010 637 Views 5 comments
The Moon and the Courting Loons
I looked at the moon
On Friday night
Twas almost full
A wonderful sight
The face of that man
Was peering at me
From a shining face
The entire world
Could he see.
It came to my mind
As he soared on high
You, too, would see
That face so kind
Blessing our love
United in mind
I prayed a wee prayer
I now wish to share
Dear Lord may Paloma
Look up at the face
Of the man in the moon
and we will atune
Tho we have viewed
From our own space.
It was at that moment
I was driving my car
My mind in a foment
I wished from a far
That you could be
Right there beside me
We would share this rare
Moment
Like two courting loons
Sealing our love
A long kiss
With the moon
Keeping the secret
Observing some fears
Sharing the pleasures
and sorrow and tears
As he watches
From high
As he has all the years!!
On Friday night
Twas almost full
A wonderful sight
The face of that man
Was peering at me
From a shining face
The entire world
Could he see.
It came to my mind
As he soared on high
You, too, would see
That face so kind
Blessing our love
United in mind
I prayed a wee prayer
I now wish to share
Dear Lord may Paloma
Look up at the face
Of the man in the moon
and we will atune
Tho we have viewed
From our own space.
It was at that moment
I was driving my car
My mind in a foment
I wished from a far
That you could be
Right there beside me
We would share this rare
Moment
Like two courting loons
Sealing our love
A long kiss
With the moon
Keeping the secret
Observing some fears
Sharing the pleasures
and sorrow and tears
As he watches
From high
As he has all the years!!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2010
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As I drove from workA pledge of love
a sign from on high
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Comments (5)
but when at school about 1953. Edmund Hillary had just climbed Everest, and I wrote a rhyming poem, about The Conquest of Everest. It became such a hit, that the local primary school, learnt it and recited the poem, at their end of year concert
It was rhyming couplets, corny, but the only way I know how.
At the time I was convinced that Chaucer, shakespeare, Tennyson, Longfellow, Byron, Shelley and Keats, would all have to stand aside.
Then I took up a Pharmacy and Photographic career that required a totally different type of reading, and communication skill, and have not read a novel in 50 years. It has all been technical stuff
for two loons,Paloma with thee ;-)