The Movement of Moon

Fornis on Feb 9, 2009

He lacks rest when I do, as the Moon moves to west.

It was a summer evening
And I went to the terrace of my building
To see the rising Moon
Even with the setting sun

It was a summer midnight
In the open I decided to rest
Above in the sky was Moon
Now below the earth was sun

Later in the morning I woke up
Looked for the Moon before I could pack up
For Moon there was no rest
Who moved all night to west

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Comments (8)

rutherfranc on Feb 9, 2009
very observant of you.. nice pics to go with the flow of your words
Ruby Hawk on Feb 9, 2009
Interesting subject.I like watching the moon in all its shapes and sizes.
CHAN LEE PENG on Feb 9, 2009
Nice piece…
Liane Schmidt on Feb 9, 2009
So nice… I love the addition of the pictures – - it gives the feeling of time changing… nice*

Blessings.

Sincerely,

-Liane Schmidt.
Stacey T Pollock on Feb 10, 2009
Very interesting poem about the movement of the moon. The pictures also create a mood to go with it.
nobert soloria bermosa on Feb 10, 2009
nice poem,i love watching the moon
denus on Feb 15, 2009
the moon is the bomb
BC Doan on Feb 16, 2009
Love the photos, and how you have each verse underneath! Very creative..

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