Poems about the Moon

You should always try everything four times
and not grow mildly tired of it.

An invitation, then?
Shall we write of the moon?

Yes - but let's write freshly.
(no mentioning dairy products.)

Everyone, write of cheese and milky light!
Moon Moon go away.
Come again some other day.

I see you on the sunless side
and beauty is different with each encounter
perfect.

everybody has to write
at least one poem about moonshine
oh moonshine
as sweet as you flow
earthshine for the sunless

tell me lover, if that light were on me,
would you still give me dark chocolate?
and would I still…

last week the moon was just a sliver
the whole sphere gently lit
then it changed back again
last week was just a sliver
on the sunless side
you murmur, last week
last week the moon was just a sliver –
very beautiful.

Greg says,
I like implicit moons more,
and now I see I ruined a good idea,
a poem splintered upon the sea

(This one belongs on the lunatic fringe.)

Pagan I, deified in a gap:
a cleft in the Rock of Eden
houses my nomadic longing.
A howl plays backwards.

~ Maybe Greg’s intricate blue figure
is the wreckage of a full moon
floating broken on the open poem
it looks like a flower that’s dying
splintered upon the sea

although the words say
'a heavy burden has been lifted...'
the man resembles razor blades.
is the implicit light in the top of a cave
there so Greg can read the words?
did Greg write them?
or is he completely separate?

Moon Moon go away.
Come again some other day.
(Greg wrote that. Wink.)
that star on his forehead
is a reflection of a day moon

Everybody has to write at least one broken poem

now night or day, he calls
to romance the moon
with dark chocolate
and by telling her she's beautiful.