JANE CLIFTONFor the moon, from moons ago...
IN THE PINK AND BLUE AND SUPER
no wonder
humans had to make up
god
how else could they explain
a sky like that?
the great white ball
forever changing shape
has suddenly turned pink!?
Oh. Em. Gee.
what else were they supposed to think?
it had to mean
something
it couldn’t simply
be.
it’s silent out there now
no wind to stir the trees
the stars
are ranked about
the gay pink moon
in awe
in silent, gobsmacked wonder
at the trick
of such a wondrous
godless
sight.
we are hanging
in the universe and
the moon is
playing possum with the sun
ducking
behind our earthly skirts
we are
so small
and in great need of god
o, if only there was one
to make sense
of all
this wonder.
See also poems read out loud at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9uLwxslE_VQ-fu-Dw6gdIA/playlists
My book of poems, A Day At A Time In Rhyme (Littlefox Press) can be found here: https://www.amazon.com.au/Day-At-Time-Rhyme/dp/0648083861/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=A+Day+At+A+Time+In+Rhyme+Jane+Clifton&qid=1572053238&sr=8-1
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Last year’s collection Fewer Curs available on demand