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 Earth
in peaceful light,in cool joy and mirth...