A Man and the Moon Free Verse Version
Sebastian
Writer of romance
Oh how the women swoon
Opening wide to their lovers
Children named in his honor
Strong men beg for but a few of his words
They wish to be carried to bliss in their lovers arms
The full Moon
Sebastians single muse
All other times devoid of inspiration
No power flows from his enchanted pen
Long nights waiting for his muse to arrive
Torture for his inarticulate soul
Yet his mind hatches a plan
Finally the night arrives
Moon in silvery glory
Enchanted pen, golden cord
Looping over his head
Hurled into space
Will it reach it's target?
Too the centre of the moon
Striking with force
The Moon cries out in pain
Sebastian reels in his prize
Hand over hand
The Moon shrinks with each progressive pull
Pocket filled with moonlight
taken home
Sheltered from others eyes
coveted glow for him alone
Bathed in Moonlight
Power courses through his veins
No end to inspiration
Moon's tears released by his pen
Flowing to his page
Days to hours
Hours become years
Yet no one comes to read
The lovers have all disappeared
No Moonlit kisses
or walking beneath a moonbeamed sky
Wolves no longer bay at the Moon
The night is now a time to be feared
Sailors unable to find their way home
The guiding tides no longer exist
Some find their way through the dark void
Still there are no lovers to await their return
The world has entered the dark ages
Singers have lost their desire to sing
Artists have hidden their brushes
Where have all the poets gone?
yet Sebastian continues to write
The Moon begs to see the Ocean
Sebastian places it in his hand
He walks along a silent shore
Ocean! please heed the Moon's call
Come to her rescue
Snatch her from Sebastian's hand
Thankfully the ocean hears her call
In an instant the Moon floats on the Sea
Resurgent waves carry it away
Increasing in size the Moon revitalized
Sebastian swimming to recover prize
Grabbing on with all his might as the Ocean forms a mighty hand
Hurtling the moon into space
Lovers emerge
Romance is in the air
Passions are realized
They look to the sky in wonder
Why had the moon abandoned their call?
They listen to the voice of the waves crash upon the shore
The Moon never wished to leave the sky
Singers once again sing their songs of love
Artists are inspired by the Moon's glow
Look at their painting you will see
A man on the moon
With golden pen in hand
unable to write
His pages are far away
If you havn't read the prose version have a look.
I hope you enjoy my little tale.
Entry for Free Verse Time Again Contest
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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