Beacon to man - and lunar gods - Companion to the night.
(Man left the Rover tire tracks - hope that was quite all right.)
Muse to the artist - song and poem and painting to inspire;
A wish, a dream reflected: blue moon's moody blue desire.
The peaceful glow: a magic spell to touch upon each heart -
In this cold world's conspiracy, to drive us all apart.
In truth, we may be FAR APART under dark sky, star stewn -
But all together: ALL BENEATH . . . THE SAME OLD, SAME OLD MOON.
note: The Prompt from Poetry Jam this week is: The Moon.
photo: City Moon from my Balcony - W. Bourke
© 2014 Wendy Bourke
Worlds change, people change, but the moon remains the same. It has seen it all the pain, the hurt, the happiness. the sacrifices...................yet it spreads calmness to one and all.
ReplyDeleteYes Vandana, I have often been struck by that same thought - and particularly as I wrote this poem, it came to me again. There is pain and pleasure and joy and loss in this world of ours but, yes, over tens of thousands of years, I think people (humanity) have looked up, at the end of a day and there it is - as sure (as much as anything is in this life) - that same old, same old moon.
DeleteSo true. Under the moon we are humanity, and our differences dissolve. The moon is a constant throughout the generations as well, and just thinking these kinds of thoughts is calming, I think.
ReplyDeleteWendy, would it be possible for you to get rid of the 'captcha'? Sometimes it can be very frustrating and really serves no purpose. Feel free to delete this comment after you have seen it.
ReplyDeleteActually, I thought I did take it down a while back - but I guess I didn't. Perhaps I didn't save it correctly. I've just tried again. Is it down now? It's hard to tell at my end. But, I agree, it is a pain and serves no purpose that I can think of.
DeleteI will respond here and see if my response goes through without the 'captcha' thing.
DeleteYes, Wendy, you have managed to get rid of it this time. Thank you so much!
Deletesmiles....it is a point of connection for everyone on one side of the earth...the moon is a constant companion, always changing faces but ever there waiting on us in the evening....smiles.
ReplyDeleteWouldn't it be lovely if the citizens of Earth understood this simple fact?
ReplyDeleteI love this poem - the beauty and myth of the moon - all of us so different but under the same old moon. Love it! Love the rhythm of this poem, too. Could be a song.
ReplyDeleteThere is a serene truth in your words and one we should all take to heart. Well done.
ReplyDeleteAcross time and distance we all have the same old moon. I love to think about that.
ReplyDeleteI agree, not only de we all see the same moon but it seems to have the same effects on artists, poets... We all love the moon.
ReplyDeleteI was intrigued about leaving tracks on the moon way back then. Before the landing there had been no sign of man on the moon.
ReplyDeleteYes, fascinating, isn’t it. A NBC news story in Sept. 2011 indicated that with new, powerful cameras the tire tracks could still be seen. (Also, bits of garbage - mostly, packing material - and abandoned equipment that astronauts have left behind can be see.)
DeleteWhat a lovely, inspiring poem. We're all different, every one of us with our stories and issues, but at the end of the day we're all under the same moon. It's such a comforting thought. Thank you for this wonderful piece!
ReplyDeleteyes...our eternal companion and the silent witness to all the earthly happenings....i love the rhythm of the poem...beautiful lines Wendy :)
ReplyDeleteYou paint a beautiful picture here and end it perfectly with unity :-) Love it!
ReplyDeleteI like your rhyme in this Wendy (another thing you are so good at). So true...no matter where we are and what our circumstances, we all share the same moon.
ReplyDeleteI like your rhyme too. And you always give us something to think about.
ReplyDeleteIn truth, we may be FAR APART under dark sky, star stewn -
ReplyDeleteBut all together: ALL BENEATH . . . THE SAME OLD, SAME OLD MOON.
Loved these two lines.....its deep.....beautiful!
I find it most wonderful that the moon has this effect upon us (while it's just a reflection of the sun... we can still watch it).. Maybe as Plato's cave we cannot bear the brightness of the original and watch it's bright reflection ..
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