today we watched
a crescent moon
navigate sky
in afternoon blueness
my son pointed
& said
he saw a man
falling
from the moon
& wanted to know
if I saw him too
***tell me this boy is not a poet….I dare you!
today we watched
a crescent moon
navigate sky
in afternoon blueness
my son pointed
& said
he saw a man
falling
from the moon
& wanted to know
if I saw him too
***tell me this boy is not a poet….I dare you!
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I must be addicted to moon poetry because the title had me here faster than i could think. I like the idea of the man in the moon escaping and discovering that its better on the moon
yes a poet for sure
It’s recognizing the validity of your son’s viewpoint that gives this poem its power.
Thanks, David–I agree.
Or he could be channeling David Bowie, I suppose…
M
The boy really has a great imagination … born to be a writer !!!
I think so, too–thanks!
The man falling from a moon would make an absolutely wonderful poem
Agreed–Boomie!
wonderful – i love it
Thanks, Kyle.
Love it!
Thanks, Danny!
Out of the mouth of babes, beautiful poetry emerges!
Thanks, Noel. Cannot believe what comes out of his mouth–really!
he is a mini you
He is a little blessing, that’s for sure!
Cool… wonder where he gets it? Meanwhile, I hear Echo & The Bunnymen.
Ear worm—-oh no……..what to do–listen to it now or fight it for three hours?
He is. Indeed.
Thanks, Jeremy. My wonderful little man/poet.
Like mother, like son