Acknowledgement Poem by Andrew Rose

How quickly the time passes up here,
At one moment the sun,
In all its glory,
The next the moon is displayed,
Alone,
No stars on view for now,
Just a dark blue and grey surrounding.

It really is alone,
Nothing close by,
Nothing absconding its view,
Nothing at its rear,
Just a backdropp canopy of cloud afoot,
Way below to catch it if it falls.

I know why it stays,
Why it remains unmoved,
It is for the same reason why I refuse to act,
In the same situation.
The moon is being moody,
Painting its own solo picture in the sky,
Creatively reflecting on its rebirth,
And wishing to be alone,
To focus and to think,
In its own uninfluenced way.

The frost consumes my window view,
Hiding even me from its view now,
Its ally,
For it may have noticed me noticing it,
We’d acknowledged each other briefly,
In a fleeting moment,
Before we both turned away.