It was a lonely night
and the moon was bored.
So he looked down
and saw two lovers
out for a night time stroll.
Ever the romantic, he grew ecstatic
because tonight he would make sure
they would fall in love a little more
by the time the night was over.
He bent his sickle-head and started to collect
his starry friends so he could rearrange them
in a more alluring manner.
In his haste to showcase his talent however,
he failed to notice the disappointed couple
turn their backs on the empty sky.
When he realized he had lost his audience,
the moon was left to contemplate in silence
the folly of the stargazers’ impatience.
If only they had waited,
he thought resentfully
as he scattered the stars
into the night absent-mindedly.
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 8:11 AM UTC
It was a lonely night
and the moon was bored.
So he looked down
and saw two lovers
out for a night time stroll.
Ever the romantic, he grew ecstatic
because tonight he would make sure
they would fall in love a little more
by the time the night was over.
He bent his sickle-head and started to collect
his starry friends so he could rearrange them
in a more alluring manner.
In his haste to showcase his talent however,
he failed to notice the disappointed couple
turn their backs on the empty sky.
When he realized he had lost his audience,
the moon was left to contemplate in silence
the folly of the stargazers’ impatience.
If only they had waited,
he thought resentfully
as he scattered the stars
into the night absent-mindedly.
NaPoWriMo Day #19
Poetry form: Personification
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