Ok, so, it seems I took the weekend off from writing poems, but they were brewing in my noggin. I just didn’t seem to have the wherewithal to get them written and posted. Here is the one for Saturday:
Near Covered Moon
Up long before dawn,
my husband and I,
drinking my coffee,
and praying.
My husband was going
for coffee with friends,
just about dawn,
when he called me
and said, “Look out at the moon,
the eclipse is beautiful, but you
better go soon…”
I stepped out on the porch
in my housecoat and slippers,
scanned the skies for the moon,
and saw the Big Dipper.
Then just above the mountains
to the west, I could see,
the lunar eclipse,
sitting beside historical
Pikes Peak.
I shot a photo with
my little iPhone,
and was shocked to
realize, I had actually
captured the near covered moon.
The photo, of course,
reveals none of the wonder,
the beauty and drama,
but I’ll always remember
the nip in the air,
the darkened sky,
and the near covered moon.
© Elaine Wood-Lane
4-6-15
Sunshine Lane 