The legend of the mooncake monsterA Poem by Steph KSome fables never loose its shineThe moon draws near Her shine and luster Beauty within that could not muster. She tells a tale Of olden song As short turns long. Fable? Maybe an antalogy A prose, a verse of history Hear her out: It is the tale of eastern wonder A splendor in sight! Jealous skies the stars do wander A monster creeping through the night Unleashing anger. Right, I now remember. She said “ Blunder!” I did not fully understand But she did comprehend The story of a past, a future Withheld. And so the creature as it was Remained a mystical pause And moon trapped in within Unable fable, untold A story never sold. Believe me when I say The creature remained sane It ate, and filled immensely What moon thought was empty Was filled with sweet, salt. Oh! Plenty A caramel-colored paste To forget it would be a waste Woven into an intricate box of metal Of sunk in lotus petals Lotus root to boot. Moon, meet eggyolk. Swoon. © 2011 Steph KAuthor's Note
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22 Reviews Added on July 25, 2011 Last Updated on July 26, 2011 Tags: mooncakes, festivals, life, celebration Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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