Leslie Alexis

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The Moon (Sapphics) - Poem by Leslie Alexis

Look at how she stands on her legs in the sky,
Her gray color radiating strong each night
-The moon, let’s pause and think of the many ways
That she has blessed men.

Each day she gives unto us ebb and flood tides,
Her going far or drawing nigh causing seas
To respond, and fishermen to know when
Best to cast their nets.

Moreover, she stands as mother to the stars,
Her light, a mild embrace spanning the heavens,
Shading her own when it needs be done, and then
Gives them chance to shine.

The moon is meek; knowing she is not supreme
In the sky, camouflages in the sunlight,
Awaits her glorious turn, and even then
Gladly she shares.

Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 30, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, April 30, 2010


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