Part 9 of the Moon Series

Harvest Moon over Dublin (Hayes)

The idiots are out again
They’ve painted all the windows
It must be the end of the week,
approaching winter,
spray can goons
are on the loose,
scrawling their insipid goop.

Standing on my roof,
a dry, clear night,
harvest moon
lying low, making time
ride or die…

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Part 8, Moon Series

Sturgeon Moon (Hayes)

Sturgeon moon,
bright and blazing
over a shimmering lake
In East Clare,
where a teacher once slept,
beset by a nightmare
in the moonlight.

What he saw
was change,
for the times,
for the people,
for himself,
change of thought,
of life and circumstance.

Fear is the companion
of change,
as with tentative steps
we traverse the unknown.
Give me a break,
from memes, slogans,
epithets, let me breathe.

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Part 6, Moon Series

super moon (Sky)

Awake, awake
no time to sleep
arise, arise
to stay awake
in summer heat
til blazing day
eclipse the night
and I, spine rent,
slowly, painfully
healing, wondering,
wishing,
of my waning
strawberry plant,
bloom, bloom
fruit, flower,
explode to light,
explode to life,
to walk again
unhindered
might be a portent
of rare celestial
alignment or
simply a feat
of medical skill,
personal fortitude,
grim, resolute
determination,
nothing happens
faster or slower
than nature,light or time,
rose in the sky,
sweet strawberry moon
ablaze so brief
to herald day’s vigour
night hours’ thief,
Midsummer’s magical mystery,
resplendent moon ablaze,
awake, awoke
astride the march of time.

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Lunar Eclipse
Part Five, Moon Series

Jared Murray (Unsplash)

Penumbral Moon,
alight with sun rays,
refracted from the edge,
its dark, solitary pitch,
observed itself in the mirror,
wondered why,
though it shone,
even glowed,
its sanguine pallor
reflects bellicose humour
and she smiles,
as her anxieties are distracted,
and then there’s Looney Tunes,
for just one in a few,
the earth is her Moon…

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