(the carelesscatholic.com)
JULY MOON
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A pale moon rises,
Unheralded, surprising us
With its presence so early at dusk.
The summer heat makes it waver
Like a ghost under water.
The cicadas hold their breath-
Their leg-fiddles muted,
And the earth turns quiet
If only for a moment.
Brushing the lush green tree tops
It floats upward into a still-lavender sky,
Gaining presence, strength, gleam
As it balances in the darkening light,
A well-trod path– fascinating eternity.
A world-weary face appears
And casts a bemused gaze downward
Before sailing through the night
Into the harbor of Dawn.
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2010, 2012
Tags: "July Moon", "White Cranes of Heaven", poetry, published by Lulu.com, Summer heat and weather
July 16, 2012 at 6:47 pm
Beautiful words for a beautiful moon.
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July 16, 2012 at 9:14 pm
thank you, richard.
jane
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