Mad Mad Moonlight - Poem by Alexander Downie
There was this moon and it stood over me, lurking and glinting in deception.
Standing alone I stared at its evil grin and began to ponder its powers.
I cowered a bit at the thought of its silver rays penetrating my skin.
Moons can pull oceans, ripping rising tides and ground lost ships in sand.
Coyote, dogs and wolves howl at the moon, yet it glares and never howls back.
Soft full moons bring light to the darkest of nights and guide lost souls South.
What if it changed me in to something I was not, a werewolf or a madman?
Struck in the shadow of the mad mad moonlight, I wonder can I step out?
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