“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.” - George Carlin
Poetry Jam this week is moonstruck! The Instructions are: “…this week be inspired by the Moon and let share whatever emotions come into your heart. Make your poem as long or short as you desire, just let it flow.” Here is my contribution:
The Moon Alone
The wind blows all the stars away,
Sweeping them under the carpet of the clouds.
The moon alone remains high up
On her silver balcony,
She watches me, stifling her laugh,
As I search for my lost heart;
Mislaid perhaps – or hiding in a summer’s night,
Or taken by a spring morning;
The clouds gather up and draw the curtains
Giving the moon the privacy she wants, to be alone.
I too, sit alone; where is my soul tonight?
Flying with the gulls, mayhap?
The wind whistles a lonely song tonight,
The dry leaves shake, and the tiles rattle,
The window creaks, and I’m awake, sighing.
Are you watching the moon? You too alone,