Elegy Moon Poems | Elegy Poems About Moon
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Moon Walk on Your Grave
A life begun in stardom,
now, ending up in shame.
Relentless media, cruel world,
who then is there to blame.
A sadness inside,
no tears on your face.
The pain all but over,
mass confusion erase.
In wonder we watch,
can a life be explained?
Can't surface your agony,
under facade you remained.
Let's focus on the talent,
musical joy that you gave.
In peace now I pray,
moon walk on your grave.
© Rene' Brady 2009
Where is Neil??
(Written in memory of Neil Armstrong,the first man to step on the moon
who died on 25.08.2012)
Where is Neil? No words from any lips.
Has he gone out side to see his Moon?
I walked outside to ask the Moon
About her first man close to her ribs.
No moon was seen, only tears raining
like August rain;
Pale amidst patch of cloud ,
she wept and wept.
Neil where are you,? So deaf as tear and silence,?
Whom shall I ask?
Carol Knight * in Indian Hill
Or Moon, the beauty in the sky?
‘One small step for man ,One giant leap for mankind’
On the breast of moon you writ;
At first step ,you felt her inch deep shyness ,
Remember ,who made you sing like a poet.?
An hour of love, an era of memory;
Neil and moon whosoever can never forget
Don’t hide, go to kiss the wailing moon.
I wish to see the moon smiling down
Holding Neil in her arms To give a wink….
And soon all will smile back
at such celestial ring.
NOTE-Shortly after the death of Neil ,his family released a statement for those who may ask what they can do to honour Neil,we have a request.Honour his example of service,accomplishment and modesty and next time you walk outside on a clear night and see the moon smiling down at you,think of Neil Armstrong and give him a wink.
* Carol Held Knight- Neil’s wife.
Super moon last night saw it from my terrace
18% brighter and 20% nearer a meteorologist
On TV said…how dry can one get?
Huge, yellow and beautiful, so close I could
touch it with a broom handle but I felt its pull
for a moment levitated and dared dream big.
Beauty should be shared till it becomes
a memory pooled by lovers, but you were not
there to see this wonder.
This was not a night for sleeping it was one for
nearness with the one you love and restless
I walked on sandy lane thinking of your absence.
(In memory of the late Phyllis Hyman)
On the Moon
Come back to
see Us, real soon
For We miss your
Long to fall for you
like a drifting balloon
Hang onto your Melody
as a lovesick buffoon
By storm, did you take
Us, just like a typhoon
Dropping lyrics that were
Powerful, as a tycoon
So, entertain Us, why don't
you, as would a cartoon
And, start Spreading your
Wings to leave the Cocoon