I go where moonbeams go

poem

 

 

I go where moonbeams go

 

I wake from sleep and hitch a ride

 Upon a moonbeam passing by

 Where shall I go I can’t decide

no matter how hard I may try.

 

I am content to simply glide

 and go wherever moon beams go.

Dark city streets where shadows hide

the shameful secrets which they know.

 

Along slate roof tops wet with rain

 my faithful moon beam carries me.

Far out to sea and back again

there is so much for me to see.

 

When morning comes I’m back in bed.

 My mother says it was a dream

 but I just smile and nod my head.

Tonight I’ll catch a new moon beam.

 

29-Apr-08

Reviews

[theair]

Wonderful title, wonderful concept for a poem. It's a little sing-songy for my taste, but very well assembled and imaginative. A satisfying read.

thanks
theair

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

I enjoyed reading this wonderfully written piece. It seemed to me to have an astral projection type quality to it. Very nice imagery.


Great Write.