Friday, February 8, 2013

Morning Walk - Crescent Moon

The moon was a bulging crescent
off my port bow as I passed the front
of Lincoln Memorial on a morning walk.

That pregnant crescent…
That praying crescent…
That laughing crescent, Planet Moon.

Crossing the bridge into Virginia,
She seemed to follow me.  Follow me,
Crescent moon.

A lunar thing, a womb-man -
control the tides -
equality - fairness - justice - for all.

The moon crossed the eastern sky
into Virginia as I crossed
Memorial Bridge.  Her rays illuminated
my path, showing me the way,
but I lost her track as the ccourse veered
into the forest away from the river.

When I emerged into a clearing,
Planet Moon was high off my port
quarter, much stronger than before,
heralding sunrise on the river's southern shore.

That pregnant crescent…
That praying crescent…
That laughing crescent, Planet Moon.


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