Moon Madness Poem by Richard Greene

Moon Madness



Stepping out our front door
I’m suddenly awash
in the cries of geese
filling every corner
of the night sky,
silhouettes bobbing
across the lunar disk,
a crowd of shadows
driven to mad dance
by the spectacle
of a full moon
floating free
of the planet’s grasp.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brian Jani 05 May 2014

moon madness; quite interesting.

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