(Original photo by Zoltan Tasi on Unsplash – edited by Nick Pipitone)
“Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness.” ― Allen Ginsberg
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
shoot this arrow into
the starry night sky
& pull the moon down
it’s pale & useless
it offends my sensibilities –
i want death-sleep &
(Photo by Wai Siew on Unsplash)
On the moon, we start again.
I search for certainty
my mind processes current events like a calculator,
seeking clarity – aren’t we all?
But once things settle down, the lake becomes still
in the moonlight
things change, get strange
Big Foot does a belly-flop in the cold water
scares the children away
The only thing I know for certain
is that life is constant change
I must cope with uncertainty.
(Photo by Jackson Hendry on Unsplash)