Behind The Moon
Entry by: Godai41
26th March 2015
Contest Title: “Behind the Moon”
Moon Sonnet # 3
One evening's moon, I thought, any given night
must bear the weight and also be the test
of time, tide, mind, sine, cosine--all the rest
of life that finally penetrates our light.
So much ascended with each yellow kite
I flew, flapping in the breeze, its fragile zest
blowing all my climbing hopes to jest,
tumbling all my wafer dreams from their height.
Twelve hungry moons since have climbed the skies.
Twelve staring moons have looked into my eyes.
Yet of the twelve that came into my sight,
although each may have called itself the best,
not one fulfilled my elephantine quest,
not one--orange, yellow, red, or white.
Moon Sonnet # 3
One evening's moon, I thought, any given night
must bear the weight and also be the test
of time, tide, mind, sine, cosine--all the rest
of life that finally penetrates our light.
So much ascended with each yellow kite
I flew, flapping in the breeze, its fragile zest
blowing all my climbing hopes to jest,
tumbling all my wafer dreams from their height.
Twelve hungry moons since have climbed the skies.
Twelve staring moons have looked into my eyes.
Yet of the twelve that came into my sight,
although each may have called itself the best,
not one fulfilled my elephantine quest,
not one--orange, yellow, red, or white.