Black Sky, White Moon Poem by Lureen Kithen

Black Sky, White Moon



I watch the sun sink down
The moon begins to rise
A brilliant blue-white
Against the black of night
I wish to gaze at it all night long
But my weariness sends me to sleep
I dream of flying like a bird
And touching the moon as if in an old story
Where the moon walks the sky
With the stars and planets
I hold to the dream until the first light of day
Strikes my face with her golden tears
Then I keep that dream and hope some way
One day it will be real

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