THE MOON.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
New structures in verse.

Submitted: April 21, 2008

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The moon

Oh catch the moon

Put a noose in its nose

Bring it back to harness

The icy wilderness of the noon

Sprinkle it with flowered dew.

 

Catch it before it runs

To penumbra of sun hide itself

Oh run and run to recover

From suffocation of grief & bart

Stiffen its dust with tears

Or the ceremonial flood

Of the tidings of the present

The anti poetic

Peregrine of the sedged cart

The olibanum of crushed heart.

 

The moon

Oh catch the moon

Catch it till it runs

To the hilliard mansions

The septic pun

Where the master of hounds sleep

With his metallic face

Turned to the wall

Where under the greenish shadows

Shines the dool

The moon

Oh catch the moon

Catch it before it runs

To the penumbra of the sun.


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