Allow me to begin by thanking fellow poet, Irene Latham for alerting me to my personal affiliation with matters 'moony.'
I dug back into my poetry vault and unearthed a couple of poems celebrating some moony moments.
The moon has been a recurring theme in my writing. As a boy I pondered much thought regarding its magnificence. I would lie in my bed staring out the window imagining I could see a face on that distant orb.
I witnessed Neil Armstrong's first tentative steps upon its surface viewing this momentous moment, on a somewhat grainy black and white television set, during my initial year of teaching.
I have stood under its full beaming reflection in the middle of Australia's heartland and marveled at the light it provided in that vast open space.
I can still hear my father crooning the words, 'Blue moon, I saw you standing alone...' The moon even features in the title of one my poetry anthologies. The moon has featured in many phases of my life.
So,it is hardly surprising that I would come to write poems about the moon. When we have recurring ideas or thoughts, sooner or later, we feel an urge to capture those thoughts in writing.
A Moment of Moony Madness
Sometimes
Just for a millisecond
A minispeck in time
I feel wonderfully weird
Moderately mad
Conveniently crazy
I am a full moon loon
You see me
Camouflaged as a sensible soul
A rational dude
A fellow, generally mellow
But I can whoop and holler
And leap over shadows
And whistle loony tunes
Like an utter nutter
I can leave the sane lane
I am warmed by my own wackiness
I am unharnessed
Unhinged
Exuberant
Just for a millisecond
A minispeck in time
Then I resume normal transmission.
Alan j Wright
From- I Bet There's No Broccoli On The Moon
The Moon and Me
The moon seems
bright
In the sky tonight.
It glows like a
child's smile.
I witnessed its
great majesty close to midnight
When I took my dog
out for her end of evening snuffle and wander.
In all honesty,
I should have
lingered longer.
-And paid the moon
its due attention.
But for me and the
moon,
It is an enduring
relationship of fleeting admiration.
It’s always been
like that
For the moon and
me.
Alan j Wright
From 'What The Poemster Found'
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It's Poetry Friday and this week our host is Carol Varsalona. Carol, presents a post celebrating and reflecting upon Summer's End in the northern hemisphere. Visit Carol to discover more.
Oh how delightful and fun these are Alan, and they bring lots of 😊's! I love the looniness of your first poem, and this ending in the second poem is perfect, "It’s always been like that
ReplyDeleteFor the moon and me," thanks!
Glad you enjoyed my momentary lunacy, Michelle, as well as my moon gazing memories.
DeleteAlan, I share so many of the moon memories that you mention. Irene’s Museum on the Moon has inspired me to write some moon poems myself, but they pale next to yours! Thank you for sharing your moon poems. I especially adore the first one for its brief moment of crazy abandon!
ReplyDeleteCrazy abandon is good, Tracey. We are less inclined to entertain such ideas as we age. It's fun to lapse occasionally and a full moon helps!
DeleteOh, my gosh...full moon loon! LOL. Love that. I imagine you being in full loon mode out at that creek of your childhood. Whooping and shouting, jumping. What a great freedom the moon gives us in this poem.
ReplyDeleteFull moon loon is still in there from time to time, Linda. The moon provides a licence.
DeleteAlan, I would LOVE to hear you perform "A Moment of Moony Madness"!! What a joy to read!
ReplyDeleteYou've given me something to consider, Patricia...
DeleteAlan, being a full moon loon is a bit of theatrical art. I agree with Patricia about an encore performance. Maybe we should all meet on Zoom and share moon loomy antics poetically.
ReplyDeleteMy wife often thinks my actions suggest the theatre, but I mainly perform just for her. Zooming and moon antics might be quite loony combination, Carol.
DeleteI love, "It is an enduring relationship of fleeting admiration." That seems so true. Enjoyed your moon poems!
ReplyDeleteSo glad my moony moments struck a chord.
DeleteOh, I love this line, Alan!!! "Then I resume normal transmission" --Anastasia
ReplyDeleteWhen you come across some lines, they just insinuate themselves into the poem. This line was a prime example of a line that refused to be denied inclusion.
DeleteAs the moon as waxing this week, I feel the boost of energy, always have, Alan. I love what you've found in your archives, smiling to see you are an "utter nutter"!
ReplyDeleteThe utter-nutter only surfaces briefly, Linda. The poem refers to a younger version of me. I am now more likely to be described as 'earnest' particularly by my family. Full moons and windy days often brought out strange happenings in the playground during my teaching days- not me, the students. Ah yes, the marvellous moon.
DeleteThanks for the moony post, Alan. I agree that things we ponder often can pop up again and again in our writing. In your own poems I especially loved the 'full moon loon'.
ReplyDeleteSally, you are right about recurring subjects and themes. The longer we write, the more likely this is to become apparent. I certainly have recurring themes- seasons, food, people, places- to name a few. Glad you enjoyed my moment of moony madness.
DeleteHilarious imagery and terrific sounds in your moony madness poem!
DeleteThanks Karen. Glad it provided some chuckles.
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