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Pox Marked Crater
Sugar light shines soft and sweet,
Behind the moon I try to see the man
Whose face they say is vivid and complete
Look more they say— I don’t know how I can
Some tell me they see bunnies leaping hectic
From crevices they make their rabbit holes
Although there always remain skeptics
who see nothing more than seas and bowls
they only need to look for Jack and Jill and yet
I do not see that ever, I admit
I try to imagine them with my eyes closed
Instead the moon half cloaked, dimly glows
Perhaps it doesn’t matter what you see
Luna’s beauty is her mystery.
Behind the moon I try to see the man
Whose face they say is vivid and complete
Look more they say— I don’t know how I can
Some tell me they see bunnies leaping hectic
From crevices they make their rabbit holes
Although there always remain skeptics
who see nothing more than seas and bowls
they only need to look for Jack and Jill and yet
I do not see that ever, I admit
I try to imagine them with my eyes closed
Instead the moon half cloaked, dimly glows
Perhaps it doesn’t matter what you see
Luna’s beauty is her mystery.
Published 21st Jul 2016
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21st Jul 2016 9:09am
21st Jul 2016 6:16pm
This is lovely, Muse.
I love the sonnet-like form.
And, you're right in that
beauty is her mystery -
and we, her captive subjects.
I love the sonnet-like form.
And, you're right in that
beauty is her mystery -
and we, her captive subjects.
Anonymous
22nd Jul 2016 3:24pm
Beautiful observational piece Muses, there's that magical and mystical curiosity about the moon that we've always had since young children.
22nd Jul 2016 6:49pm
This is a beautifully written piece. I like this one a lot. It has a fairytale aspect to it.
