Moon

Written on December 13, 1989 (I know because it is written in the journal of poems I found)

Rise, moon, rise, like a tired soul from sleep.

Climb, moon, climb through murky skies so steep.

I once beheld your sight " a child with noble dreams;

Now I stand in naked night, lamenting subdued schemes. 

Sail, moon, sail, like algae on a bog.

Wail, moon, wail like the howling of a dog.

Sing to the stars in all your prime, glow like a raging fire;

Sing in the face of fleeting time " your night will soon expire.

Fall, moon, fall! Sink in horizon’s sea.

Die round ball! Fade from atrocity.

I stretch out a frail hand to catch a scrap to save

As you plunge toward the sand, descending to your grave.

Author's Note

I wrote this in college, probably while in a class. I wanted to be a poet and knew nothing about poetry. Any hint of actual meter is purely by accident.