The Crescent Moon

Last night I saw the crescent moon
sitting on a leafless branch
in a nearby maple tree

Wondering whether or not
she was in a hurry
I began to gaze
upon her dimpled face

She seemed to be in conversation
with a neighborhood cat
who had climbed the tree,
presumably to stalk my Pomeranian

As the dog growled at the two,
I heard the feline say to the orb,
-These guys never know
when to turn out the light-

But soon the moon ran off
and hid behind a far off hill
and the cat sat quietly
waiting for an owl

I was the only one left there,
the dog had given up and
left us for a dinner scrap
he'd found in nearby garbage can

The cat and I sat waiting
smiling at the stars
who were chasing the moon
and hiding from the sun

Just then I wondered why
the moon grows nightly
while the stars (and some people)
shrink from the light of day


Les

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 05/18/2010 02:57PM by les712.

ah, that living universe...always up to something.

Thanks for reading, Peter.


Les

Nicely done, Les. I'm not sure you need Verses 6 and 7, though. They seem superfluous to your 'story' and a bit awkward when read aloud with the whole. Good to see you writing agaiin.

Joe

Joe, thanks for reading and for your suggestions. I read the poem over a few times and actually left out stanza 6 in an earlier version, but opted to put it back in. I still don't really like that stanza, but I felt it provided some continuity after having introduced the dog earlier in the piece. As for stanza 7, my thinking was that it would help portray the passing of time from late night to daybreak.

Les

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 06/02/2022 04:16AM by les712.

How odd. This is not how I remember your writing. Could it be you or I have changed?

I don't like cats or pomeranians. That's neither here nor there, but it's true.

I do like your poem, and maybe you too. Cheerios!

Angelia

Angelia, thanks for stopping by and commenting. We have all missed you and your writing. Share some more poems with us.


Les

Les,

the last stanza was a standout for me. I love it when the deal is clenched in the final few lines.

Thanks for commenting, Sherry. Glad you enjoyed it. I wrote this poem back in February, hopefully I'll post a few more poems this summer.

Les