For POETS UNITED Midweek Motif ~ Moon ~ Eclipsed It Shines ~
I will write about the moon, soon, I thought of Timothy Boon, who went up,to the moon in a balloon, a poem we read in school,like Godfrey Gordon Gustavas Gore,was a boy who never would shut the door,the wind might whistle the wind might roar,but Godfrey would never shut the door, and there is more,the shining moon,went along where ever we went, there was a song,either a woman with a spindle, or the sleigh in the sky, the moon all along shining by, half its course 'ye ronne' by weeks, and nights dimming all the lights, for romances secret or silent prayers,or the summer gardeners stance, tending, watering careful, vigilance, But wait a bit, miracle of miracles, reveals... astronauts saw it too, heard the Call, All Power is manifest and when belief was a test people said..show us a sign...and Lo, it...the moon was split in two, joined again...no life nor air nor water, yet eclipsed it shines... bright as ever, between Sun and Ear...