Moon
In moments when the long night
Recoils from even the moonlight
Stars and their whispering intentions
Time and its travel slowly
To the fields
And their reach
To draw to the beaches
Harsh pounding wave
And sudden crash
Climactic breach
Of security and sinking feet
We try and clang the bell
Announce the fall
To all who might dwell in that place
Distanced from the longing
By loneliness and crippling complacency
Like shadows of our youth
And the days we grinned the future
Wearing it proudly on brown arms
The sun and my freckled smile
Captured in a Kodak captivity
Loss of better things
Or promise?
A tomorrow lit up
Even in the night
The great skill
Of healing well
And rest was not lost for the wicked
The might of consequence
Had not taken its swing
And days were spent without concern of their cost
A weary hour had not yet creased my forehead
My thoughts race faster than the clock
And still the tick tick
Slip away
Of what it meant to me
Your embrace
I could not now
Sketch your face
Once singing clarity
A vanishing
But the cloud that kills the moon
And hope would feel like anarchy
But the moon will surely pull
The waves to shore
And with their rapture
Your wake
And a golden spot to cause my eye to blink
For time
She does move surely
And on and on into this
And so do I as well
So do I as well