Moon Phases



Shyly appearing, the moon is

ever so slightly curved

like a hammock, beckoning

to those who hope for rest

and dream of a comfortable place.


The moon tonight was a lemon slice,

dripping sourness onto the darkness.

And no snow fell like sugar

to sweeten up the man.


Someone sat on the moon tonight

and the man was down in the mouth.

I wonder why?

He’s seen it all before.

He must get depressed, just like I do when

someone sits on my dreams.


At last the moon is complete,

the man is happy,

dogs can bay and lovers kiss.




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