Dancing of the Face of the Moon

Grammy Writes

My poem “Dancing on the Face of the Moon” is featured on Poetry Breakfast this morning!

You can read it here Dancing of the Face of the Moon,

or below:

Just this side of midnight, I stepped outside

an attempt to snag a hint of summer’s breeze

Slowly, a shadow crept over me

Night turned darker than blackness itself

and I could not see a thing

I was frightened at first, then I realized

the moon was simply trapped

by obscure clouds

From the darkened sky, rain began to fall

blindly tumbling to the ground

I watched

I waited

When the moon re-appeared

I saw puddles on the pavement

and, I swear, they were calling my name

Joy overtook me and I became a child

Discarding my shoes, I launched into play

splashing, prancing, twirling and leaping

from one wet patch to another

To catch my breath, I slowed to a sway

and hugged myself with happy arms

As I bent to and fro, the misty moonlight

winked at me

from the raindrops clinging to the trees

I glanced at my feet and met the moon

his reflection captured briefly

in the puddle where I danced

I knelt to touch him

a caress for the perfect partner he had been

leading me so aptly that I

didn’t even know he was there

We smiled at one another, then I stood

and proceeded once again

to dance on the face of the moon

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  6. Jumped over from the Senior Salon
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    Yes – this is most definitely a word painting. I felt your joy as you stomped through the puddles and “danced on the face of the moon.” Thank you for sharing – and congrats on being featured in Poetry Breakfast.
    xx,
    mgh
    (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
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