A Man? Poem by Marilyn Shepperson
A Man?
He went out one night
For a long, late walk
Alone with his thoughts
Desiring no other company
Along the old mountain paths
Under a sky of midnight velvet
Studded with diamond stars
Depression ha dhit him
Like a hammer or a brick
He knew not which way to turn
Nor to whom, for there was no-one
Looking up as the moon arose
Blotting out some of the stars, with its' glow
He suddenly sat down, lifting his head high
And howled, like a wolf
To that full gorged orb.
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4/23/2024 5:00:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A man howling at the moon. Either he was trying to get rid of some very disturbing emotions or was imitating a wolf. Whatever it was the moon was affecting him. Thus the word lunatic derived from the word lunar which describes the moon. Very potent write.