About The Moon

A lunar commentary

About The Moon

Standing by the moon lakes of open craters

Rocks remain the same and in their place

In short supply are birds of winter

Oxygen takes flight in missing trees

Origins of which remain a mystery

In beds of dust in beds of sand found there

Wed to the granular unsaid

Reason settles all the dust of lunar trust

It is presumed there are no men on Mars

Perhaps the moon absconded with them all

And women too since we are presuming to

Know what there is to know about the moon

Eyes of the moon are deep crevasses

Attempting to bore into humanity

Consuming flesh and soul in their reflections

From a sun that never rests but only questions

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Getting up close to the moon's crust. How wonderful those first steps must have been back in the sixties. Some vivid imagery here Earl. That man I the moon has his beady eye on us. Enjoyed the read.

Chris

[Earl Schumacker]

Hi Chris! So glad you enjoyed it. I tried to give it a little Halloween bent or twist for the fun of it. Have a wonderful day. Take care, Earl