The Moon-Ruler (a poem)

The moon in his palm
He thinks himself a god
How can he be so calm?
Our feelings, he disregards

He can crush the moon
In an instant, just like that
Leave fragments strewn
Floating like acrobats

The moon-ruler must be stopped
Or it’ll be darkness for us
On earth, we feel mocked
Our beloved moon could be
Gone with just one thrust

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Moon and Sun Love (a poem)

The moon is the queen, sky mother
The sun is the king, sky father
They love and they need each other
I pray, seeking to uncover
The secrets of their true wonder
How they shine, oh, so brilliantly
How they love us, yes, distantly
They make love during their eclipse
See the bright touching of their lips
Their love endures, persistently

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Daily Quote: Thoughts on the Moon

“From out there on the moon, international politics look so petty. You want to grab a politician by the scruff of the neck and drag him a quarter of a million miles out and say, ‘Look at that, you son of a bitch.’” – Edgar Mitchel [US Navy Officer & Astronaut]

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Blood Feud (a poem)

I don’t know how this war started

but I know its ultimate end –

blood feud over pieces of land,

lustful for riches in the sand,

exploitation of earth,

mass machines churning

in desolate fields –

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Red Moon (a poem)

Red moon, where did you come from?

Red moon, what do you want?

I offered my children

I ignored your taunts

What more could you ask for?

Must you always flaunt

and remind me I’m an earth-bound servant

in the killing fields

my servitude is permanent

my fate is sealed

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