Terry Reeves Poet Prose

Once In a Blue Moon

Twice in the month (full) then we're blue,
I saw you standing alone, nothing you could do,
maybe by Moon River with your lips in a quiver,
on Mars the canal man said: Stand and deliver.'

Perhaps I could have been called 'Two Moons,'
in the last life - 'I haven't seen you for months,'
then accused of speaking with a forked tongue,
on the trail where a white man had been well hung.

There were long shadows cast by an eerie glow,
with boots swinging and feathers bobbing in a row,
the old man in the moon must have been white,
because no one else could have been quite so bright.

They say that it's not so good to mention Uranus,
however, she's what we've got between all of us.

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