Faith Elizabeth Brigham

Rookie (May 14,1953 / Pittsburgh, PA)

Full Moon - Poem by Faith Elizabeth Brigham

a full moon came
and all the bars filled
up with drinkers
there are no empty beds
in all the psychiatric wards
things were jumping
in all of the detox units
and there you are
in the backyard silly dog
your cold wet nose
pointing at the moon
as you howl in
unison with all the
restless neighborhood mutts
pray tell the full moon
lightens up the night
and shines on the dark side
of the desperate and the doomed


Comments about Full Moon by Faith Elizabeth Brigham

  • (4/28/2007 2:34:00 PM)


    Just like the urban legends of the full moon. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/5/2006 7:39:00 PM)


    Very good last two lines. Like the old song says, 'It musta been moon-glow....' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 5, 2006



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