The Hanging Moon
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I watch the moon hang in the sky
I meet her gaze eye to eye
Lantern-like she doesn’t blink
Nor give a hint of what she thinks
As she reflects on earth below
Where human ants scurry to and fro
What thorny issues does she ponder
What on Earth is there I wonder
To keep that stare fixed day and night
On the view from that great height
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©Denise G Allen, 18 January 2013 09:48
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Hahaha…..What indeed? I like this, adee.
So glad you do, AD.
why of course its you she is watching…and me…and him ….and her…
Oh, yes, she’s the spy in the sky, Brian!
Oh wow man, even the moon is watching me? I gotta quit smokin’ this stuff, man!…. Dude, now I’m really paranoid… Ah, didn’t we have some brownies around here?
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Jake, you’re practically as high as the moon… time for you to come down to earth.
Ha ha.. I’ve got my head in the clouds and my feet on the ground Denise.. No problem there. Have a Super Saturday..
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Thanks
This opens one to think of the feasible theory that planets, moons and stars are all sentient beings, but in a way very hard for us to comprehend. Just as plants and trees are.
I have a strong feeling that plants and trees do have a certain conscienceness, but not planets, moons and stars. This poem, though, was written tongue-in-cheek, lol! Thanks for your input, Col.
I’ve known women much the same!
Me too, Amy!
This is lovely – good to see you writing poetry again, Adee.
Thanks, BB, it is good to be back again.