Moon's Prowess
Here is the full moon
Proudly displaying its grace
Please meet me outside
It calls me, in dignity
Its crazy voice calling me
Now I follow it
The commands that exclaim out
I enjoy the moon
And all its wondrous exploits
Pleasure to behold at night
Clouds come to meet it
Covering over a scared voice
It pleads not to be
Inadvertently covered
A moment of complete rush
I fold my arms at
The full moon, proudly beaming
Through the weak and silent clouds
Showing its prowess throughout
The calm of the moon’s power
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment