The Night The Moon Got Stolen Poem by Leslie Philibert

The Night The Moon Got Stolen

Rating: 4.8


In the night the moon got stolen
lunatics shook their fists at empty heavens,
cats stared at holes in the dark night
and seas turned into lakes, tides refused,

And songwriters hit the wrong keys
while lovers went home for an early night,
words were not whispered in ears nor
arms thrown across shoulders in first joy.

Have no fear for this lost face in the sky,
the lady that shimmers over standing water.
Aurora will bring the slow return of dawn,
Libertas will free this stolen moonlight.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Heather Wilson 24 August 2012

Beautiful poem, lovely title, a very interesting write.

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John Brown 17 August 2012

Nice poem Leslie. I like it.

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Valerie Dohren 17 August 2012

Wonderful moon poem, what would we writers do without this inspiring celestial body in all it's phases.

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Mark Dillon 18 August 2012

isn't it funny how much sway the moon has, nice write.

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Ruthann Oliver 18 August 2012

Poem has a very nice flow.

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Excellent

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Chinedu Dike 07 June 2020

Well penned in persuasive expressions with conviction. A brilliant work of art. Thanks for sharing, Leslie.

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Kim Barney 24 June 2016

I really like this one. A different take on what happens during a new moon. Well done.

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Dr Antony Theodore 08 May 2016

Have no fear for this lost face in the sky, the lady that shimmers over standing water. Aurora will bring the slow return of dawn, Libertas will free this stolen moonlight. hope there will be dawn and naturally dusk again......... in the night the moon will come and appear for you alone......... very nice fantasy and imagination...... thank you. tony

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Ruth Walters 05 April 2015

What a great idea! Another good one ;)

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