Orange Moonlight (Steve Crooks)
The poetic push has come to shove
not writing because of love
which I suppose makes it less
worth reading
I'm sure they saw the orange moon
those ancient poets, new ones too
rising full in eastern evenings
like tonight
I would walk to where you are
long through the night
past barking dogs
and lone passing cars
I would
I think we all would. Enjoyed your poem.
Posted by: Don Iannone | May 19, 2008 at 09:01 AM
Indeed you would. Good to see you back, Steve! :)
Posted by: aurora | May 21, 2008 at 04:01 PM
Thank you, Don and Aurora.
I miss the others who used to write here.
Posted by: steve | May 25, 2008 at 01:39 PM
Enjoyed.
Posted by: Robert | May 26, 2008 at 12:14 AM
I would too!!
Posted by: Jennifer | May 26, 2008 at 10:22 AM
"I would walk to where you are
long through the night"
I like this a lot. Thanks.
Posted by: David Matthews | June 14, 2008 at 08:54 PM