Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 33,576 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Moon Johnny's Gun - Poem by Is It Poetry

Moon Johnny's gun -
Bound up brass, shots burst bright eye of yellow sun;
Moon coils heavy rope, that boils the living water.
Comets fly by moons cheek, with love in a white
hail of bullets; heavens hand props pale moon on
cotton clouds, as moon rises, and then rests in honor.
New moon colors the eye, Johnny sleeps under the sky.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 30, 2009

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