O Moon Poem by Daniel Y.
O Moon
Moon of mine, you love to dance
you and I throughout the night
blue and shy of other lights
marching on with royal stance
on to the masquerade ball.
The brightest star,
the Tidal King
searching for
his earthly Queen.
The familiar nomad,
like an aimless bachelor,
he comes around,
the longest fall.
O moon,
Fleeting love.
You step on my toes,
and I can never catch you.
Your silver tears grant wishes,
your golden smile stops my breath.
You protect and remain, then leave again.
On with the lonely waltz.
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5/4/2024 6:39:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love this poem! It's so lyrical! The relationship between the moon and the speaker changes throughout the poem. In the early stanzas it's a dance they share as they dance to a larger ball. But the reference to the moon as the tidal king brings in the awesome power of the moon as a celestial object. And in the last stanza the dance is interrupted by the moon's fickleness, a familiar trope. It grants wishes but also departs, and leaves the speaker without his dance partner to continue the waltz alone. That's a note of sweet sorrow at the end.