Moonstruck
It’s dark.
Turning, I make out
the hands on the clock -
midnight.
That magical hour
when the moon sits
high in the sky,
a moment of bated breath
when the universe
seems motionless.
It is but a passing second
and yet, to me,
it seems so much longer
as I lie there -
moonstruck.
Submitted: June 16, 2020
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Reading your poem, you make the reader see the moon themselves. Very good.
Tue, June 16th, 2020 10:04pm
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Thanks, 88. I love the moon, and out here there's nothing to take away from its magic.
Thu, June 18th, 2020 12:31pm
Great poem Hully. The moon is such a wondrous thing, and I felt like I was there looking at the moon, and I too was moonstruck.
Tue, June 16th, 2020 11:24pm
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Thank you, Archia!
Thu, June 18th, 2020 12:32pm
Great! I am stuck by your moon too.
Tue, June 16th, 2020 11:32pm
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Haha! Thanks, Derina!
Thu, June 18th, 2020 12:33pm
Wonderful work Hully, sometimes the moon is so beautiful it makes me speechless
Wed, June 17th, 2020 8:15am
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Oh, I know that feeling well. Thanks, MW.
Sat, June 20th, 2020 10:10am
Very atmospheric, Hully. Beautifully written
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Thanks so much for reading, Sue, and for always being encouraging.
Fri, June 19th, 2020 11:33amFacebook Comments
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Mike S.
Excelent, Hull!
Tue, June 16th, 2020 7:39pmAuthor
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Thanks, Mike!
Tue, June 16th, 2020 12:40pm