I Saw The Moon..... Poem by David Levitas

I saw the moon and it called to me,
I the moon heard and wooed it; thee
To me, me to thee; with pipe and thimble
Fife and drum, I tried to make of thee, one
With me who at my feet and in my eye
Was with the one what is called the Sun;
But thunder broke the night, that night,
Flashes of infernal sight that hovered,
Unmercifully;
Until with a pitch that would not run
Into clouds the moon did shun
My plaintive call of wooden flight
That into empty wind did sodden might
And into a carriage I was bound
To meet the bays of laughing hounds.