A New Moon Poem by Shannon Harney

A New Moon



Rain falls like poetry.
The syllable of a droplet
Announced on the space
Where my hands should be.
There is an intrusive light
From the gutter below
Allowing me to outline
The moment you look away.
We've walked this road
For no reason;
This rancid road
that lures our feet
In different directions.

Thursday, August 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: moon
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Howard Savage 09 January 2016

the New Moon is a great poem.

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Howard Savage 08 January 2016

This poem has great form, as well as the metaphor.

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Fabrizio Frosini 28 August 2015

a very good poem, Shannon. Enjoyed THanks for sharing

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Dr Antony Theodore 27 August 2015

Rain falls like poetry. The syllable of a droplet Announced on the space Where my hands should be. the very first lines attracted me.. Rain falls like poetry. thank you dear Poetess

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