Monday, September 15, 2014

Monday is Poetry Day

Monday, Monday, so good to me; Monday morning, it was all I hoped it would be.”  Remember the song by the Mamas and Papas? It’s one of my favorites. I always sing along.

Monday actually means moon’s day. We were treated to a supermoon this summer. Did you see it? My son took this picture through his telescope. It’s not a supermoon, but it looks super to me.


The supermoon shines tonight.
Perfectly round,
Like a giant eye
It pierces the dark,
Probing the doings of men.
Oh, close the curtain!
I can’t sleep.

The Night Goddess

Once they worshipped me,
A comforting light in the darkest night,
       A mystery
              Close but unreachable.
Now no longer a mystery,
I’ve been boarded by earthmen.
Poked with a flagpole,
They left footprints in my dust.
Though sullied, I remain
A neighbor, a partner,

A glowing pearl on a black velvet night.

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