Men on the Moon
have come and gone
yet moon remains
to earth belongs
What would be Earth
without its light
less love and magic
in the night
Oh not despair
the moon is ere
our guiding light
and always there
Our light of lights
lets lovers spoon
just let it be
leave us the moon.
Here comes Don to taint our moon
You sure it's really there?
And not a useful metaphor
For poets to ensnare?......
Very nice and so sweet!
Thank you?
Mae
A good poem. Keith
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M.C. Newberry
Sun 21st Jul 2019 15:20
The moon features large in life for many reasons - many captured
in song and verse. I've come to see it as a distant signpost intended
to lead us on past its own presence - a pointer to all that lies beyond.