blue moon (55)

This blue moon,
just one more made miracle,
as if the moon itself isn’t a gift;
midsky, bright

the full fatness we walk under
tells the end;

no harvest reaped but bones.
There must be indian names for this:
Ash moon, bitter moon, full heartbreak moon–
a disk achingly bright, floated in 2 a.m. sky.

***for dVerse

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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52 Responses to blue moon (55)

  1. jmgoyder says:

    I love the midsky

  2. George Ellington says:

    Beautiful, Susan. Aching, yet beautiful.

  3. Heartafire says:

    quite lovely!

  4. it has me over the moon

  5. claudia says:

    oh i love that full heartbreak moon… achingly beautiful…no harvest but bones…ugh…painful… the moon has a dark side as well

  6. Gay says:

    Blues and moons are historically and musically rather sad (with a little uplift in the chords). You tapped into that exceptionally well here. Good work as always.

  7. I so love this poem. I picture this to be a short story about a mysterious moon. 🙂

    Is this for dVerse?

  8. Sue says:

    My mind has been whirring with >stuff< the past few days. Just a moment with this poem and I actually felt it clear up, just allowing my eyes to flow through the words. Thank you.

  9. So timely Susan… the moon has been absent for us during the bright summer night… August is such a moon-month here in Sweden and it shines bright over the roofs right now.

  10. aka_andrea says:

    no harvest reaped but bones…
    definitely the aftermath of a blue moon~
    nice work~

  11. Mary says:

    I am never (by choice) up to see the moon in a 2 a.m. sky! I like the idea of thinking of Indian names…I know they were very in tune with the moon!

    • Thanks Mary–I love the indian names–corn moon, worm moon, full flower moon, etc. I was not up by choice, but by insomnia 😉

      At least I got to enjoy that bright moon.

  12. brian miller says:

    nice…the moon…i love her..she pulls my tides….smiles…def a cool hit on the indian names as well….early in the morning it is so clear here as well…i love going out if i am up late and just staring at the stars…..

  13. kkkkaty1 says:

    …great job as usual….can’t get over the disc “achingly bright” 😉

  14. ihatepoetry says:

    It’s pretty damned hard to capture the moon, but you did it. Congratulations.

  15. wolfsrosebud says:

    great characterization of the moon

  16. howanxious says:

    What a beautiful image you created here! Lovely!

  17. shanyns says:

    The moon has been spectacular, and harvest is delayed here. What a great piece you wrote Susan.

  18. Alice Keys says:

    “ash moon” lovely words. I like knowing we see the same moon.

  19. nelle says:

    It was quite a spectacle. I was heading southeast on an interstate as it climbed up over the horizon. Beautiful.

  20. kaykuala says:

    There must be something with the moon. It has always been there. Pining and yearnings by the owl night after night showed it bright sensuous and beautiful.The large craters, rocks and dust did not deter the pinings and the dreams.Nice 55 Susan!

    Hank

  21. Tony Maude says:

    Different cultures have so many rich associations of the moon with … all kinds of things really. Thanks for drawing some new (to me) ones to my attention

  22. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    I came back and read this again and it resonated with more the second time around.

    I’d love to hear more about those bones and their connection with the moon. You write about bones really well. . . so, as Oliver Twist once said: “Please, sir (ma’am). May I have some more?” 🙂

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