Walterrean Salley

(Savannah, Ga)

The Faithful Moon


Winter skies clear and bright
On a cold and quiet night.
The faithful moon all aglow—
Celestial lunar traveling slow.

It trots across the heavenly,
This lantern of the galaxy,
Reflector of the hidden sun
That rules once daylight’s begun.

The blizzard with its sounding hoofs.
Icicles hanging from the roof.
It matters not ‘tis wintertime
When frost, and snow, and harsh cold chime.
Tomorrow be it sun or rain
The moon will do it all again.

Submitted: Monday, April 15, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 07, 2013

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  • Valsa George (6/14/2013 4:00:00 AM)

    The moon faithfully makes its majestic appearance in the night sky without fail, though its radiance often is veiled by clouds! Love this one! I invite you to read my - poem on moon, A Death and a Coronation! (Report) Reply

  • Captain Cur (5/8/2013 7:41:00 PM)

    Ok I loved your moon poem. But I need more bird poems.
    Last we left off your little songbird killed my viper.
    I have not forgotten. The moon is to big and I need her
    to guide my ship. So come on back and write something
    that will really annoy me. I miss you! (Report) Reply

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