Phases Of A Hungry Moon Poem by douglas lewis

Phases Of A Hungry Moon



Moon.
This is your night for napping.
Your eyelid lies in quarter time,
A cradle served on silhouettes.
Oh Moon.
This is your night for searching.
In half sleep glow
And furtive glance,
You stalk the salted skies.
Oh Full Moon.
This is your night for dining.
When one eye stares
In gluttons bright,
Sucking out the stars.

Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: desire,moon,stars
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success