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darkmaas
darkmaas
26 Followers

only one
only lonely
only moon

only dogs
bark at the moon
as if to say we’re here
and tilt their heads in wonder that
she never barks an answer

only crows
like mourners shiny black
who cannot see the moon
beyond the death of flesh
set up a braying cacophony
to summon up the sun

only lovers
drowning
in each other
sinking through parted flesh
will pause to marvel silently
as Luna kisses her reflection
and sinks into the sea

only coyote
loping ‘cross his prairie sea
howls at the moon
in conversation

only one
only lonely
only moon

darkmaas
darkmaas
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jthserrajthserraabout 20 years ago
The moon echoed here...

Wonderful images all drawn together with the moon. I like the echo of the beginning lines. Well done.

jim : )

echoes_sechoes_sabout 20 years ago
I could feel

your poem envelope me as I read it

YDDYDDabout 20 years ago
One lonely moon

I particularly like the coyote passage,

only I didn't know that moon howls were done while running.

"only coyote

loping ?cross his prairie sea

howls at the moon

in conversation"

LiarLiarabout 20 years ago
Moon, crow, coyote et al...

Classic images of solitutde. You use them well.

champagne1982champagne1982about 20 years ago
Only -

Only a northern prairie boy could get that right! Where are you from again? Those who live on the coast claim the moon as theirs, those in the tropics do the same, but only a soul of the central plains can appreciate the loneliness of a baying crowd or a cacophonous murder. Thanks d'maas.

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