Moon Rakers

MOON RAKERS The old tale goes in Wiltshire when They wisely played the parts of fools In deception of the Revenue men Employed dumb faces and farming tools The Brandy kegs you see were hid In village pond sunk out of sight While making retrieval from its mid The Constables arrived in the night These Wiltshire lads donned idiot leer And played the role of dunce or loon Then pointing at lake mirror clear Averred ‘Were raking for the moon!’ An alternate allegory I perceive The Moon and stars in water bright May be the dreams we strive to achieve Deceiving ourselves? or clearing sight While others might see us as dreamers and fools Could we maybe in spirit commune Take up our metaphysical tools Delve phantasy deep; rake for the moon