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Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Poetry Jam...La Luna



we write songs about it
blue moon
bad moon rising
we make movies about it
la luna
blood moon
moonstruck



we try to run away from it as children
putting our hands up to touch it
climbing trees to get closer
we can see it is made of cheese
we can see the man smiling





in the full moon
the dogs start howling
the moon flowers become agitated
and for those still connected
to primitive man and spirituality
- ditto

we become troubled unsettled
our antennaes are alert
our insights are sharpened
our ancestors visit us in dreams
voices who are long gone
buried in the past reappear




we always know when the full moon 
is about and relieved when it goes
years ago they would have locked us up
now  - they put us in charge of things



18 comments:

  1. The moon is always a muse :) loved by one and all.

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  2. ... covered all the bases ~~ beautifully!

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  3. This made me smile - the memories, the unsettling dreams and, especially, your closing lines. Love it.

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  4. I like how you captured so many meanings that are attached to the moon. Very cool.

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  5. I like the varied perspectives here.

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  6. very nice and i think it is made of cheese.

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  7. I hope my comment went through. Once again I enjoyed your poem about the storied moon.

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  8. La luna is a source of songs and madness isn't she? Wonderful poem

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  9. One of my favorite books is Owl Moon...about going out to listen for and spot owls during a full moon. So many directions to take the topic of moon!

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  10. beautiful thoughts here from different perspectives...i specially like "putting our hands up to touch it / climbing trees to get closer"..and i agree that the moon is all cheese..

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  11. I would feel safer if you were in charge than those sitting in parliament.

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    1. LOL....you must be mellowing with age....first almost nice thing you have said to me in years!

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  12. well, yes, the lunatics are in the grass (an old Pink Floyd lyric....) ~

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  13. Evolved moon appreciation , certainly, more understanding, always

    Much love...

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  14. I like these piece on the varied ways the moon is considered. The last part made m chuckle. :-)

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  15. wow.....beautiful and so delightful....

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