I have tried to do
As I should.
I have tried to be good
In this miracle of you--
This sphere of sea and stone.
We know we're not alone
But part of you, Universe--
Your heart and first
What your vision sees.
Overhead, the moon
Gets snagged in trees.
This is understood.
I try to be good,
But nothing could induce
Me to climb and set it loose.
Haunting! What is it about the moon that is so inspiring for poetry?
ReplyDeleteI suspect the moon has the same effect on our bodies as it has upon the tides. Same salt concentration?
DeleteA fun to follow soliloquy. I knew where you were going only at the very end.
ReplyDeleteMe too, Joanne!
DeleteMaybe if one thinks of the moon as nestled rather than snagged, one will be even more able to keep one's feet on the ground :) And by one, I mean you, Geo.!
ReplyDeleteLovely poem and photo.
Thank you, Jenny. I no longer climb but when I did, I left nestled things undisturbed.
DeleteI selfishly delight in the moon being caught in a tree, or having fallen in a puddle. Floating out to sea is possibly my favourite.
ReplyDeleteAlso, not a fan of heights.
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Yes! I have seen the moon scatter into a thousand bright bits in the sea, and leave a luminescent trail. Decidedly a favorite.
Deleteexcellent imagery. you and the moon seemed to be nestled in your own spots.
ReplyDeleteThis tree climber gave up reaching for branches long ago.
Susan, the moon and I have always shared a desire for comfort and permanence. We are friends even though I no longer howl in the dark. As for climbing, I trimmed trees in my job and learned to respect heights from a distance as I aged.
DeleteA lovely and liberating pause for me. I will share with my grand daughter the delightful thought of the moon getting snagged in trees.
ReplyDeleteStories of the moon in trees are part of loving grandchildren, dear Tom -- and they know it.
Deletewhile swinging in the nights when breeze whispered in my ears the message of moon was delivered and when i looked at the moon
ReplyDeletehe smiled through the trees mischievously1
incredible expressions dear Geo!
Thank You, Baili.
DeleteNow THAT is one gorgeous photo! And beautifully poignant poem to accompany it!
ReplyDeleteThank you for this, Geo!!!
Thanks so much! Norma just walked through the room and I relayed your photo compliment. Most kind.
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