The moon may not see;
the moon may not hear,
but how do we know
when we are not near?
Perhaps it sees all that we do,
and hears all that we say;
perhaps it's full of microphones
and buttons that say "play"
and others that say "volume up"
and some that say "record".
Perhaps it sees just everything
and hears our every word!
The moon may not see; the moon may not hear, but how do we know when we are not near? What a beautiful poem, dear Poet Kim.
A fine, moonstruck poem. With imagination and 'go get'em' humor
A beaming write! One big beautiful recorder in the sky! Better than a microphone with a speaker or we would never get any sleep!
Kim, I'm GLAD you 'at least' mentioned ME and MY poem in your Poet's Notes. : ) bri wonderful poem..5 stars
I thought you were going to tell a story about Bri mooning somebody!
That story has now been told, and YOU are in it! See 'Murder and Mystery at the 1968 Olympics'.
Gee, Kim, i admire a mind which can think 'outside the box'! ! I'll try to get this into my next 'showcase'. bri ;)
Bri Edwards and the moon in one poem! This is too hard to handle! Great poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am sure Bri will see the moon, hear the moon, even if he is not near.