tonight the moon
is the full red moon
of august
the green corn moon
the grain moon
& the blue moon
so many colors
describing
that blank white face
caught in water
behind my reflection
stirred with a stick
rippled by breath
& the shift
of snapping turtles
deep into mud
tonight, the valley
is mine. mine
& the many-named moon’s.
we know where the foxes
hide their pups,
where the owl nests, where
the deer trails lead the coyotes
all night, running in packs
tonight, I will hear
hunting calls of that owl
& the coyotes
weave music
that pings adrenalin tones
in scales up my spine,
strung in beads between stars
dreamcatching night
Susan Daniels Poetry 
Watch out for fast growing fur… we don’t hear the calls so much here as at my home in another life. There, in the midst of protected watershed, loons were a regular feature at dawn. And the landed animals, quiet for the most part save for the occasional fisher cat and fox. The bigger ones kept their mouths shut, and that produced occasional interesting results around the neighbourhood. 😉
oh, I can imagine…Every once in a while a bear travels up this way from Allegheny, but not often (thank God).
Excellent, I love this. It’s evocative and timely and timeless.
David–thank you. Late summer night in our valley 🙂
I just could not believe how many colors this moon was given in its name tonight–looks the same beautiful white to me, although when it first rose, it did have a slight pink blush to it–nothing as dramatic as red, though.
Vivid description of the moon … truly, you have made the moon all yours 🙂
Thank you–we poets all share it 😉
This has a real thump and pulse to it.
Thanks, Seb.
This is my favorite of your poems. I am a moon lover too.
Teresa, thank you!
Wonderful capture of nights when things feel magical, and those blue moons return to gift us again.
Thank you very much, Danny!
What a wonderful love poem you have written. Yes it’s a wonderful sight this Blue Moon … just great.
oh, thank you!
This is poetry! This is beautiful poetry. This is superb poetry. The way sounds and colors are presented carries the reader along and makes him/her an accomplice on this journey of amazing discovery of the beauty of a “moonful” night.
My goodness, thank you, Noel!
there’s music to this!
thanks.
really like this one here and the second stanza is my favorite:)
Thanks, Don.