My Personal Moon

In darkness on the deck above the pond

half moon rising East beyond the woods. Black

barrel of the telescope between us. Cold 

metal shining mirrors in the night.

Half moon rising East beyond the woods. Black

silhouettes of cedar, hemlock, spruce. Cold

metal shining mirrors in the night.

Our breath puffs signals, silent silver– blue   

Silhouettes of hemlock, birch and spruce. Cold

climbing moon, our prey, the evening’s quarry.

Our breath puffs signals, silent silver– blue.

By turns we tilt and calibrate the crystal.

Climbing moon, our prey, the evening’s quarry

Belief suspended,  time and distance fuse

By turns we tilt and calibrate the crystal

A moon we’ve never seen and never knew

Belief suspended, time and distance fuse

The seas in dark relief, seductive craters

A moon we’ve never seen and never knew

The sun prevails as moonlight’s white illusion

The seas in dark relief, seductive craters

Magnificence beyond imagined scope

The sun prevails as moonlight’s white illusion

A halo forms a hidden cloud of vapor

Magnificence beyond imagined scope

Against the blue black slowly moving sky

A halo forms a hidden cloud of vapor

Eyes closed we gather dark and light within


Against the blue black slowly moving sky

Distances are years and light is time

Eyes closed we gather night and day within

In darkness on the deck above the pond