Kurt Ravidas Poet Rhyme

The Moon

The dark side of the noon is midnight time.
The waxing moon likes watching him undress.
Undressing of this kind is not a crime
against the ethics but the loneliness.

The Moon's got used to a strange way of writing
of naked lunatic who is moonlighting
for God as an insane. He's dipping well
his quill in inks as blue as a bluebell
and writing down the third quatrain he failed
to wright last night. Complacent, naked, hailed
by angels he exults, but very soon
he'll sent again damnations to the Moon.

The Moon is peeking in the window. Shame
on you, the Moon. You, moons, are all the same.

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Caren Krutsinger April 17, 2019 at 12:59 AM Your personification poem is full of intrigue and delights me. Kurt Ravidas April 17, 2019 at 7:54 AM I like to write in the first person) Thank you, Caren.

Connie Marcum Wong April 14, 2019 at 3:55 AM My conjecture is that she is lonley too. I always think of Luna as a female, her moodiness confirms it. Excellent delightful piece Kurt! : ) Kurt Ravidas April 14, 2019 at 7:59 AM The Moon is a female for sure and she is not lonely because I love her) Thanks for your kind words, Connie.