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*some rather dark nights seems the moon's on vacation . . .* 1. Look, here comes courage Dragging the moon in its teeth While stars dapple in its tangled fleece Go on, you! Go and put the moon back up in the sky Where it belongs 2. Tenebrous nite falls on square Yet a caged moon shines courageous slivers Most haunting melodies Then that dark figure appears Trying to steal it away With black birds flapping round him Like a sombre halo over him He slinks off into the welcoming shadows. 3. Girl with long blonde plaits sits on water-lily petal-pads In the middle of a mild mere Mauve moon lies tame in her still palms But the wrong notes suddenly play out Harmony not quite jacked up 4. Elemental whirlpool explodes As sceptred figures hunch in red dust A flash of green sky white elephants drown in shallow puddles angels sit on the edge of blue teacups while thoughts crisscross and moon hops away galaxial order pleased *put the moon back where it belongs let it hang there . . . in the sky* S T, 20 July 2013
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 4:11 AM UTC
Put the moon back
*some rather dark nights seems the moon's on vacation . . .* 1. Look, here comes courage Dragging the moon in its teeth While stars dapple in its tangled fleece Go on, you! Go and put the moon back up in the sky Where it belongs 2. Tenebrous nite falls on square Yet a caged moon shines courageous slivers Most haunting melodies Then that dark figure appears Trying to steal it away With black birds flapping round him Like a sombre halo over him He slinks off into the welcoming shadows. 3. Girl with long blonde plaits sits on water-lily petal-pads In the middle of a mild mere Mauve moon lies tame in her still palms But the wrong notes suddenly play out Harmony not quite jacked up 4. Elemental whirlpool explodes As sceptred figures hunch in red dust A flash of green sky white elephants drown in shallow puddles angels sit on the edge of blue teacups while thoughts crisscross and moon hops away galaxial order pleased *put the moon back where it belongs let it hang there . . . in the sky* S T, 20 July 2013
Just some moon-thoughts....written a few days ago. Wonder if the moon is hostage to our orbit ... poor satellite.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 4:11 AM UTC
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