To taste the moon,

as it sings at night

a generous portion

of dark colored  sun filled glass

causes this somber sad depression

fills this anguish of mine

to melt....

Let me feel the moon in my bones
behind my wounded heart of mine
a ballad, oh moon, you do sing
from the deepest part of my mind
harbors the past of missed opportunities
of events...

The moon is raining my tears at night
feeling the sadness of many a years
bounds to my very soul
to take the pain of the disturbed peace
the world has gone mad
my life is your equalizing song
rain moon rain, with all your might...

Debbie Brooks 2014