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Moon Walk


Frank E Gibbard
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Frank E Gibbard

Like a slice of fruit the moon loomed in a blue black sky

 

stood single as a segment juicy bright just newly picked

 

Rearing above seeming near enough to reach and touch

 

a thought occurred a vision blurred into a half shut eye

 

As walk progressed unsteady steps processed looking up

 

the crescent gleamed and now it seemed a golden lyre

 

No music played though upon those strings unplucked

 

mid-metaphor with step unsure I fire off a loony interdict

 

 

 

 

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