Red Barchettadrive Poet Rhyme

Once Upon a Wayward Moon

Once upon a wayward moon,
the dreamer rides without cars.
Secured by a string on my lunar swing,
on my way back to Mars.

Because that red dot in the sky
always catches my eye
against this starry sea of black.

And the closest star
is much too far,
I just-- might not make it back.

My timing is right,
I was raised on starlight.
Nostalgia is 
wrapped up in this tune.

I'm on a swing made for seven,
and I think we just passed heaven--

I've become overcome 
by the radiance of the full lit moon.

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Robert Lindley November 16, 2015 at 8:23 AM Pleased to have found this superb poem this very fine morn. This rates a solid 7 and a pleasure to read such fine poetry my friend. A7

Anne-Lise Andresen November 15, 2015 at 11:54 AM - A lovely poem, Red (both for large and small :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Charmaine Chircop November 12, 2015 at 2:55 PM I am mesmerized by the full lit moon..and with such a poem. Red Barchettadrive November 12, 2015 at 6:45 PM Thanks for reading my mind Charmaine!!!

Jan Allison November 12, 2015 at 2:24 PM I agree with Mark's comments a lovely poem to inspire a young child:-) hugs jan xx Red Barchettadrive November 12, 2015 at 6:45 PM Thanks Jan!

Mark Woods November 12, 2015 at 1:54 PM This would be fantastic for kids, it would mesmerise them and play so well to their imaginations. Red Barchettadrive November 12, 2015 at 6:46 PM Great compliment Mark! Thanks so much!