Chris Green Poet Free verse

There Is a Moon, I Have Seen It

Alone,
the television muted 
Thoughts float about on
shadowed wings 
Faces with moving mouths appear,
nothing is heard 
My mind collects itself,
slanted views 
Trading happiness for solitude,
beneath spinning blades
Not sharp,
but constant like minutes
Time teaches unwanted lessons
erasing chalkboards and creating dust

There is a moon, I have seen it,  
felt it,  reached out to touch it
It lit your face 
and I knew from that moment...
why

Who cares what color they say is in,
black is here in the silence
It flows effortlessly like satin,
stitched in memories and dreams
It tints the windows reflecting truth
Showing what has become,
glassed over situations
Blocking the moonlght,
shuttering desires
Burlap trajectories crashing
beyond the horizon
Fabricated realities for those awake
or those
alone

There is a moon, I have seen it 
Then it was gone

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Heidi Sands May 27, 2018 at 3:08 PM Excellent free verse. I like the title and it makes me think of all phases of the moon :)

John Hamilton May 8, 2018 at 2:47 PM Not accustomed to your free verse, but after 3 reads...wow...you know to get a wow these days it must be special!!

Sunlite Wanter March 23, 2018 at 12:16 PM I've seen that moon, too, Chris. "Trading happiness for solitude, beneath spinning blades." Such lovely image writing. Chris Green March 23, 2018 at 7:56 PM Thank you, thank you, thank you my friend. You have no idea how your comment has made me smile tonight

CayCay Godwin March 23, 2018 at 12:08 PM DAMN can you write! You capture the intangible feel so well, you deliver to me my own uncomprehendable (spell check doesn't like 'uncomprehendable') feelings - those I can't pinpoint and articulate - and you do it excellently; time after time you and your pen are excellent. This is another WOW for your 'jar' - it is so good I'd even give you one out of my jar. DAMN. Poetry hugs ... CayCay Chris Green March 23, 2018 at 7:57 PM You are great for my ego. Seriously, your words are the breath to my lungs. Thank you so much.

Iris Blade March 23, 2018 at 9:26 AM Amazing poem Chris I really liked it. Especially the last two lines. You always know how to end a poem and leave the reader thinking.

Lisa Ricci March 23, 2018 at 3:59 AM Good Morning Chris I very much agree with Robertina. However because you have seen it felt it and reached out to it it is there remaining within the mind and soul to vision when needed. This entry is more than lovely and in my estimation excellent free verse.

Lin Lane March 22, 2018 at 11:00 PM Happiness can sometimes be so fleeting. Emotional thoughts seeping through your mind, Chris. Sometimes the moon is dark, though it may be full.

Robertina B. March 22, 2018 at 10:20 PM Awesome creativity Chris!! I enjoyed reading.. Very unique..

Probir Gupta March 22, 2018 at 9:55 PM The last two lines linger ... a nice poem ...