The Wisdom of the Moon

A poem about not taking others advice and learning the lesson on our own.

The moon warned me once that tides will change and shift
As its light drifts upon the oceans waters
But instead of taking its advice I wallowed into the waves of the night
And basked in the whiteness of the moons glow
Enjoying the waves that came and rained upon my skin.
Then, suddenly I felt a change and the waves became rough and rugged
And pulled me into tight hugs until I choked upon their snug embrace
My face was thrown to the ocean shore
And as I lay trapped under the seas floor
I wondered why I had ignored the moons words.
They had been heard but not absorbed
And now I would never see the moon light shine
Or get to see one last sunrise.

Reviews

[Blake Q Hatfield]

A nice parable. The struggle between just jumping in and enjoying, versus taking the advice of others, and the sting of hindsight when things go awry. Thanks for sharing!

[James Paulin]

I was captivated by the scheme of the poem and enchanted most of the way through it. I would like to suggest dropping The from the title. I also felt to ending was too absolute, after all the moon has phases and moods. New moons are enlightening and give reason for hope. Where there is life there is hope. I know endings are often sad but I like to think the door of renewal is always open.

[Aven]

hm, I like this alot... this could be a piece of folk lore...