Moon Series with Emily – Day 19
Tue, 10/29/2013 – 10:58 — ToadSoda
I can see my breath
more clearly than the moon
and feel the icy ache
of winter
The cold stone castle floor
doesn’t hold warmth
the way I’m used to
in my world
of oil burners and electric heaters
Only these days
I feel a deeper cold
and I shake from forehead to toes
fearing a cold so old and deep
that warmth might never touch me
Certainly not the warmth of the moon
absent tonight
from its bed of dark clouds
Moon Series with Emily – Day 2
Mon, 10/14/2013 – 23:30 — ToadSoda
10/8/13 – 8:00 p.m. Waxing Crescent
Hiding behind finger-printed glass
that reflects the night back at me,
obscuring the sky,
I can feel the bite of the cooling Earth
The heat lifting from its skin
as if from a lifeless body
and the cold threat of winter
peering over me
from behind the moon’s cheshire grin
I saw it earlier
smiling with some dark promise
Moon Series with Emily – Day 1
Tue, 10/08/2013 – 18:01 — ToadSoda
Waxing Crescent – 10/7/13 – 6:40 p.m.
Maybe we are too eager to see the moon
outside with the dusk pressing up against the clouds,
making them glow far brighter, I think,
than any moon ever could.
But it is a new moon, or so I thought,
So even if the sky were dark
and sharp as it is in mid winter
there would be no moon
just the bright pin pricks of razor stars,
their lethal points of light
cutting through blackness to dazzle
at least until the moon begins to wax.
Showing us her sickle grin