Outside, that magnificent moon
beams in high illumination
as if hovering close to the world
as if to watch over our recent tragedy
gleaming out over
skyscrapers and cornfields.
The restless scream and mourn
in light bright enough
to read an oracle.
The ignorant
seal the nastiness up
in an envelope
saving it for Sunday.
The glow is ravishing
signaling a change of seasons
in a season of change.
Even now
as we note the prophecy
we timidly beseech
that other moons
might rise again.
Very foreboding!
Maybe a bit, maybe it was all a bad dream 😀
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By the lovely L.T. Garvin.
The ignorant
seal the nastiness up
in an envelope
saving it for Sunday.
What a line, Lana. Beautiful poem, if somewhat scary.
Thank you, Diana. It is a bit scary, I have been so distraught this past week that it is difficult to focus on other things. It will get better, hope all is well with you….
I was in a terrible funk, Lana. Crabby and depressed. Getting better and hoping as the weeks move on, the country will wake up.
It’s the same for me, Diana. We can always hope….
I too loved those lines about the ignorant – brilliant piece of writing! That same cold white moon gazed down at us when we sat in my car, me, my cat and dog and my visiting daughter from 1 -3 am the night before full moon. We were responding to a tsunami evacuation alert which came to nothing much in the end, but kept us from our sleep and enabled a close commune with that special moon.
Oh wow. …Good to hear nothing came from it. At least you had some sweet company underneath that moon. Thank you for the compliment. Glad everything turned out well for you guys!
Can I take your content to reblog it on my tumblr blog. carlmarx- thenortonsetup.com
Yes, that would be great. Thank you so much!
Can’t get enough of this fabulous view night after night. 🌟✨💫
It is very beautiful. The moon seems to make everything magical 🙂
Agreed! 🌟✨💫
Powerful and forbidding, Lana. It can seem to the harbinger of doom, something primeval in its presence. Great writing! 😀
Thank you, Annika. I’ve been a bit down since the election. I wish I could write something without being influenced by it….
The moon inspires the poet. Your words are nostalgic. Poetry is really beautiful
Thank you so much. The moon is great inspiration 🙂
it’s true
I tried (unsuccessfully) to get some photos of this gorgeous moon. It looked much bigger and closer to me. Despite our clear skies, a picture just can’t capture how truly beautiful the sight was. Hope you’re finding your peaceful center, Lana!
I couldn’t get any good photos either, Debbie. It was truly beautiful, I enjoyed being out (we are still having summer nights). I’m beginning to feel somewhat better, not gonna focus on worry. I hope you are doing well 🙂
We can’t live long (or well) when consumed by worry, Lana, as you surely know! So much is really out of our control, huh??
It really is, Debbie. I am starting to feel better, and to realize, that 4 years isn’t that long (and maybe it won’t be that bad)….we can always hope.
Beautiful poem! I too enjoyed this month’s bright full moon. I love moon phases, period, and frequently go outside at night to see what my favorite hunk of green cheese is up to. Nature’s gorgeous cycles remind me that life will go on. 🙂
That’s true, it continues and there will be other moons at other times (hopefully better, ha ha). It was weird here having that giant moon and knowing it was autumn, but the temperature was so mild it was like a summer night.
I read this but had to think before I came back, Lana. I think the moon is a radiant part of our night sky with his all knowing visage. Your poem expressed how many feeling, caring people reacted to the tragic ending of the election process. I am hoping that the immigrants don’t all get notices, the women don’t lose their clinics to get basic needs filled, (pap smears, condoms, the Pill) due to the ignorance of those who see “evil” in choices.
Those same people whisper about those who have more than two children, with their WIC and food stamp cards. . . Such simple/narrow minded sheep following someone who never should have been on the ballot. For months my family thought a “just kidding” disclaimer was due! Sending you warm hugs and hope for a better 4 years than our hearts and minds Fear!!
Robin, it was certainly many of those concerns that I had looking up at that beautiful moon that night. I have really had to write down a lot of my feelings that I’ve had about this unbelievable event in our history. I will probably not post any of the others for fear of offending people who are not like minded. Currently, we still have the right of free speech, but that almost seems to be impacted now. I’m with you, I kept looking for the “just kidding” disclaimer, lol. I’m wishing you and your family, peace and love. We will persevere. Blessings and hugs back to you, dear Robin.
it’s a powerful poem, all-too-relevant. these lines alone could make a powerful poem: “The ignorant/ seal the nastiness up/ in an envelope/ saving it for Sunday.” amen
Thank you, Michael. I actually have one about them ; ). Happy Thanksgiving to you.
L.T., I hope you and yours have a great Thanksgiving.